About thy necke, in bondage yoke,of seruitude and paine?Yes yes, thou canst, thy gentle hartis voide of hatie pride:And thou as wel canst ease deny,as it hath thee denide.And take thy fortune as it fals,thou canst forbeare the same:Wherfore I shall addresse my pen,thy vertues to proclame.And thys my verse though not as wel,as faine I do deire,Bycause it wrought in Plutos forgeis tride with scarce good fire,Yet shal indeuor to proceede,to paint thy further prayseIn ful effect, who so wil heare,though not with hautie praise.Pesistratus in former plight,and place abiding stil,Expecting for a seruice suchas might content his wil,Considering of his doubtful state,and case, perceiued playneThat there to stay, it were a thingbut frustrate and in vaine.And therefore he departed thence,where first he did ariue:0