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COMMENDABLE LETTERS. 643
Olde Maister Wythlpok
owne Translation.
OVr merry dayes, by theeuish bit are pluckt, and torne away,
And euery lustie growing thmg, in short time doth decay.
The pleasaunt Spring times loy, how soone it groweth olde ?
And wealth that gotten is with care, doth noy as much, be bolde.
No wisedome had with Trauaile great, is for to trust in deede,
For great Mens state we see decay, and fall downe like a weede
Thus by degrees we fleete, and sinke in worldly things full fast,
But Vertues sweete and due rewardes stande sure in euery blast.
The same Paraphrastically varied by
Master G. H at M. Petet Wythipolles
request, for his Father.
THese pleasant dayes, and Monthes, and yeares, by stelth do passe apace,
And do not things, that florish most, soone fade, and lose their grace ?
Iesu, how soone the Spring of yeare, and Spring of youthfull rage,
Is come, and gone, and ouercome, and ouergone with age ?
In paine is game, but doth not paine as much detract from health,
As it doth adde vnto our store, when most we roll in wealth ?
Wisedome hir selfe must haue hir doome, and grauest must to graue,
And mightiest power sib to a flower what then remaines to craue ?
Nowe vp, now downe, we flowe, and rowe m seas of worldly cares,
Vertue alone eternall is, and shee the Laurell weares.
L'Enuoy,
Soone said, soone writ, soone learnd. soone trimly done m prose, or verse
Beleeud of some, practizd of fewe, from Cradle to their Herse.
Vtriult, non tibi Fect
M, Peter Wythipoll.
EtVirluti,etmihi:
Virtuti, adlaudem:
Mihi,advsum.
FINIS.