CONT. Alas! should we not have that estimation Which God hath prepared for his dear elect? Should not our minds rest in full contentation, Having trust in this treasure, most high in respect? St Paul, whom the Lord so high did erect, Saith: It passeth the sense of our memory and mind, Much less can our outward eyes the same find, And as for treasures which men possess here, Through fickleness of fortune soon fadeth away; The greatest of renown and most worthy peer Sometime falleth in the end to misery and decay. Record of Dionysius, a king of much fame, Of the valiant Alexander and Cæsar the strong. Record of Tarquinius, which Superbus had to name, And of Heliogabalus, that ministered with wrong; If I should recite all, I should stand very long, But these be sufficient plainly to approve, How soon by uncertainty this treasure doth remove. JUST. It is true; therefore a mind well content Is great riches, as the wise King Solomon doth say. We have seen of late days this canker pestilent Corrupting our realm to our great decay-- Ambition, I mean, which chiefly did reign Among those that should be examples to others; We saw how their brethren they did disdain, And burned with fire the child with the mother; It is often seen that such monsters ambitious, As spare not to spill the blood of the innocent, Will not greatly stick to become seditious, The determination of God thereby to prevent. God grant every one of us earnestly to repent, And not to set our minds on this fading treasure, But rather wish and will to do the Lord's pleasure. TRUST. O ye emperors, potentates, and princes of renown, Learn of Just with Trust yourselves to associate. That like as your vocation by right doth ask the crown, And also due obedience, being the appointed magistrate, So rule that at the last you may be resuscitate, And reign with the Almighty with perfect continuance, Receiving double crowns for your godly governance. Ye noblemen, whom God hath furnished with fame, Be mindful to walk in the ways of the Just, Add virtue evermore to your honourable name, And be not overcome of concupiscence or lust. Flee from love of treasure, catch hold of me, Trust; And then double felicity at the last you shall possess, And in all earthly doings God shall give you success. Ye poor men and commons, walk well in your vocation, Banish lust and desire, which is not convenient; Let trust work in you a full contentation, Considering that it leadeth to treasures more excellent, For these are uncertain, but they are most permanent. Your necessity supply with virtue and trust, And then shall you enjoy your crown among the just.