Oh dart and thunder whose fierce violence
Surmounting Rhetorickes dart and thunderboultes
Can never be set out in eloquence,
Whose might all mettles masse a sonder moultes:
Where be they famous Prophetes of ould Greece?
Those anchiant Romaine Poetes of acompt,
Musaeus which went for the Golden Fleece
With Iason, and did Heroes loves recompt,
And thou sweet Naso with thy golden vearse
Whose lovely spirite ravish't Caesars daughter,
And that sweet Tuskane Petrarke which did pearse
His Laura with love Sonnets when he saught her:
Where be these all? that all these might have taught her
That sainctes devine are knowne sainctes by their mercy,
And sainctlike bewtie should not rage with pearse eye.

Oh dart and thunder whose fierce violence
Surmounting Rhetorickes dart and thunderboultes
Can neuer be set out in eloquence,
Whose might all mettles masse a sonder moultes:
Where be they famous Prophetes of ould Greece?
Those anchiant Romaine Poetes of acompt,
Musaeus which went for the Golden Fleece
With Iason, and did Heroes loues recompt,
And thou sweet Naso with thy golden vearse
Whose louely spirite rauish't Caesars daughter,
And that sweet Tuskane Petrarke which did pearse
His Laura with loue Sonnets when he saught her:
Where be these all? that all these might haue taught her
That sainctes deuine are knowne sainctes by their mercy,
And sainctlike bewtie should not rage with pearse eye.