To my deere Scholler Master Iohn Hales.

Thine eye is in mine eye, and all the while
 I write, it followes mee to tax my stile
If it should thee neglect, that art to mee
A friend, what euer more (if more might be):
But were it in my powr to make thee mount
As in my pens to cast thy iust account;
Thou shouldst be what thou wouldst or oughtst at least,
That's equall to a lord: He owe the rest:
 For should I say't, some greater men would grutch,
 (Being lesse of worth) as though I wrongd them much;
 But this (in mine experience) say I can,
 A nobler nature neede not be in man.