From foorth the feeldes I for my father sent, Hym of a clowne a noble man I made: My brethren all euen for the same intent, Lyke courtiers there in court with me they stayde, And all my stock were glad and well apayde: For they of late which rulde the paynefull plow, Of _Brittayne_ land they bee the rulers now. 38. From cart to court, a countrye man to call, With braue attyre to decke a dunghyll Dycke, Is lyke a paynted image in a wall, Which dooth deceiue, and seemeth to bee quicke, Though woorkmanship most trimly dooth it tricke, Yet of a stone, a stone wyll still remayne: A clowne cannot from clownish deedes refrayne. 39. As hard it is of quarryed marble stone, For man to make a liuely mouing wyght, As of a lout, or els of such a one Who dayly doth imploy his whole delyght To digge and delue, it passeth mortal myght, To make him serue the courte a kinge’s behest: Turne hym to plowe, the cart for him is best. 40. For though thou canst by cunninge art compell Nature a tyme to leaue her wonted place, She wyl returne, in spight of heauen or hell: No alcumist dame nature can displace, Except that God doth geue abundant grace: The caske wyl haue a taste for euermore, With that wherewith it seasoned was before. 41. Why did I then my courtlesse court mayntayne With _Hob_ and _Iohn_, _Rafe Royster_, and his mate? Whose greedy iawes aye gaping after gayne, Did polle, and pil, and bred bitter debate:[1177] Men much vnmeete to mayntayne myne estate: Why did I them so neare myne elbowe place? Because my selfe by byrth was borne but bace. 42. Like wyl to lyke, the mule doth claw her mate, With horned beasts the Ienite cannot iest, Those bauling houndes, the haughty harte doth hate, With beares the beare in safetie countes her best: So I amongst my lyke did looke for rest, Their dedes by me were alwayes wel alowde, By them likewyse my doinges were auow’d. 43. But as you see the husbandman with care From new sowne feeldes the rauening rookes to driue, So dyd the gentrie of my realme prepare, My countrie courte and mee for to depriue: But gentlemen were then to weake to striue With mee, and mine, for which they dyd prepare A new founde snache, which dyd my feet insnare. 44.