Be rough in ryme, and then they say you rayle, As _Iuuenal_ was, but that[1671] makes[1672] no matter: With _Ieremy_ you shall bee had to iayle, Or forc’d with _Martial_, _Cæsar’s_ faultes to flatter: Clarkes must bee taught to claw, and not to clatter: Free _Helicon_ and franke _Parnassus’_ hylls, Are helly haunts, and ranke pernicious ylls. 3. Touch couertly in terms, and then you taunt, Though praysed poets alway did the like, Controll vs not, els traytour vile auaunt, What passe wee what the learned doe mislike? Our sinnes wee see, wherein to swarme wee seeke: Wee passe not what the people say or thinke: Their shittle hate makes[1673] none but cowards shrinke. 4. Wee knowe, say they, the course of fortune’s wheele, How constantly it whirleth still about, Arrearing now, while elder headlong reele, How all the riders alway hang in doubt: But what for that? we count him but a loute That sticks to mount, and basely like a beast Liues temperatly, for feare of Blockam feast. 5. In deede wee would of all be deemed gods What euer[1674] wee do: and therefore partly hate Rude preachers, that dare threaten [vs] plagues and rods, And blase the blots whereby wee stayne our state: But nought wee passe what any such do prate: Of course and office they must say theyr pleasure, And we of course must heare and mend at leasure. 6. But when these pelting poets in theyr rymes Shall taunt, or iest, or paynt our wicked workes, And cause the people know and curse our crymes, This ougly fault no tyraunt liues but vrkes: Wherefore wee loth such taunters[1675] worse then Turkes, Whose meaning is to[1676] make vs know our misse, And so to mend:[1677] but they but doate in this. 7. Wee know our faults as well as any other, Wee also doubt the daungers from them due: Yet still wee trust so right to rule[1678] the rother, That scape we shall the sourges that ensue: We thinke we know more[1679] shifts than other knew: In vayne therefore for vs are counsailes writ: Wee know our faults, and will not mend a whit. 8. These are the feats of the vnhappy sort,[1680] That preace for honours, wealth, and pleasure vayne: Ceasse therefore, _Baldwine_, ceasse I thee exhort, Withdrawe thy pen, for nothing shalt thou gayne Saue hate, with losse of paper, ynke, and payne: Fewe hate theyr faults, all hate of them to heare, And faultiest, from fault would seeme most cleare.[1681] 9.