TRUTH

A kingdom kept in Amity, and void of dissension, Ne deuydyd in him self, by aney kind of way, Nether provoked by words, of reprehension, Must needs long continue, as Truth does say. For desention and strife, is the path to decay. And continuing therein, must of nesecttie, Be quite ruinate, and brought unto misery. He that leads his life, as his phansey does like, Though for a while, the same he may hide: The Truth, the daughter of Time, will it seek, And so in a time, it will be discryde. Yet in such time as it can not, be denied? But receive Due punishment, as God shall see, For the fault committed, most convenient to be. As this Story here hath, made open unto you, Which if it have been marked, much prophet may arise? For as Truth say, nothings written be, But for our learning, in any kind of wise. By which we may learn, the ill to despise, And the truth to imitate, thus Truth does say: The which for to do, I beseech God we may. For all the Nobylytie, and spiritualty, let us pray, For Judges, and head officers, what ever they be: According to our boundaunt duties, especially I say, For my Lord Mayre, lyfetennaunt of this noble City. And for all his brytherne, with the cominualtie. That each of them, doing their duties a right, May after death poss heaven, to their hearts delight.