What likes not mallice, straight disprais'd must be,
Slaunder is blind, and cannot vertue see,
In slaundring speech, enu••e takes pleasure most.
With spightfull tongue detract no honest mind.
Doe what we will, we cannot s••ape the sting
Of slaundrous tongues, that s••••li afresh doe spring.
Take not away that thou canst not restore:
Encrease not griefe, but rather sai••e the sore.
Detracting speech, of heauen doth not smell,
But rather stinking, like the p••t of hell.
Leudnesse is still defam'd, and euer was.
Bold slaunders tongue, time neuer can suppresse.
Good words of all men gaineth laud and praise,
Where slaunders are but counted cast-awayes.
No secret's hid, where slaunder keepes the dor••
Detraction will not spare Dianaes name.
Detracting talke, Gods picture out doth race,
And setteth vp the Deuils in the place.
A free consent is priuiledg'd from blame.
Slaunder can neuer iust deserts deface.
The Bee hath honey, so he hath a sting:
The one doth wound, more than the other heales.
Against bad tongues, goodnes cannot defend he••.
A sprightly wit disdaines detraction.
Men hardly stop the infamie and noise,
Of slaunders published by common voice.
An vniust slaunder hath no recompence.
Foule mouth'd detraction is his neighbours foe.
Blame is esteem'd more blame-lesse generall,
Than that which priuat errours doth pursue.
Slanders call things in question, not approues them.
A tale vn••ptly told, may be dep••au'd.
An open slaunder, often times hath brought
That to effect, which neuer else was thought.