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¶ An other tyme not long after, he chaunced to be in his friendes and betters house: being in his bed aboute midnight, by chaunce awake, heard in the next chamber a Page of the Ladyes of the house, lamenting as he lay in his bed, verye sore his vnhappy estate: which as he could well bea••e away in the morning, put it in verse only for his own reading, to laugh at, but being by his friend intreated, put it as you see among his Toyes (as one not the least) which was as followeth.
THat I would not perswaded bée,
In my yong rechlesse youth:
By playne experyence I sée,
That now it proueth truth.
It is Toms song, my Ladyes Page,
That seruice is no heritage.
I hard him syng this other night,
As he ••ay all alone:
Was neuer Boye in such a plight,
Where should he make his mo••e.
Oh Lord quoth he, to be a page,
This seruice is none heritage.
Myne Uncle tolde me tother day,
that I must take great paine:
And I must cast all sloath awaye,
If I séeke ought to gaine.
For sure quoth he, a painefull Page,
Will make seruice an heritage.