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Rh about hir) ranne to the windowe and o aued hir. Truft not therefore I aye the words of uch, but beleeue their doings, and alwaies ay & do thou well: Giue good counell, and be alwayes praying of thy Maiter. And if thou ee him take vppon him anye enterprie for his profite and reputation, commende it, and exalte it: ait him, and encourage him to it. Thou mut be wie alo thou reache not to farre, that thou take not more vppon thee than thou art able to dicharge, but alwayes keepe thee within boundes, if fortune hould neuer o little fauor thee. For the fauor of the Maiter is a hill full of goodly flowers, and wonderfull fruites and plantes. But in this hill there dwelleth mot cruell and terrible beates. Some pitteth forth furie, ome poyon, one pitteth fire, another moke: o that thou mut alwayes bee armed to defende thyelfe, or ele that thou may not be offended.

The Moyle being weried with the cumberome wordes of the Ae his Brother, cutting off his talke, as one whoe Judgement with ambition was corrupted, he tooke his heeles, and on his waye to the Court he flingeth to this princely King and Lion. And being come vnto his Maieties preence oberuing all maner of duties