Take heede by mee, let my presumption serue, And let my folly, fall, and rashnes, bee A glasse wherein to see if thou do swerue, Thou mayst thy selfe perceiue somwhat by mee, Let neither trust, nor treason, trayne forth yee, But bee content with thine estate, so shall No wrath of God procure thy haplesse fall. 17. If thou bee foraine, bide with in thy soyle That God hath giuen to thee and thine to holde, If thou oppression meane, beware the foyle, Beare not thy selfe of thee or thine to bolde, Or of the feates thy elders did of olde. For God is iust, iniustice will not thriue: Hee plagues the proude, preserues the good aliue.[237] LENVOY. 1. Was not this drenched king well servde thinke you, That could not byde at home content with his? Now by his fall and his ambition vewe, What good they get which gaze on Fortune’s blisse, How soone their haps and hoped Ioyes they misse, Wherefore the setled minde surmountes the rest, The meane contented state of all is best. 2. The conquest wonne, and kingdome got, you see The _Albaynes_ all subdude to _Humber’s_ crowne: Yet straight againe the straunger drownde to bee, To leese his conquest, kingdomes, and renowme. Sith Fortune so sets vp and thirleth downe, The setled minde content I counte is blest, Reporting true the golden meane is best. 3. Loe how vaine glory causde him venter life, By seas to sayle, by land in fielde to fighte,[238] In peace at home abroade to fish for strife, And here confesse how _Sors_ had sowst him right. But king _Locrinus_ next apearde in sight. A shaft hee bare in wounded bleeding brest, And thus (mee thought) his fatall fall exprest. How King Locrinvs the eldest sonne of Brutus liued vitiously, and was slaine in battaile by his wyfe Queene Guendoline, the yeere before Christ, 1064. 1. If euer any noble Prince might rue His facts are past, long since the same may I,[239] That would to God it were not farre to true, Or that I iustly could my faultes deny. The trueth of thinges the end or time doth trie, As well by mee is seene: my haplesse fall Declares whence came my great misfortunes all. 2. I am _Locrinus_, second _Britayne_ king, The eldest sonne of him that found this lande: Whose death to mee my mischiefes all did bring, And causde why first I tooke my death in hand. Hee chiefly wil’d mee when hee gaue this land, I should bee rulde by all his counsailes will, And vse their iudgements in my dealings still. 3.