Lo Noble Peere though new in tender yeares,
Exquisite hope of towardnesse appeares,
Wife you will be, you promise, and who know
Ingeniously your nature, finds it so,
Such wisedome doth appeare in infancy:

Blossoming forth to grace your dignity,
Onward advance you forward, let our hope
Yeeld forth her fruite and not return a slope,
Lo let it well appeare that youle be wise ,
Ever delight nobly to enterprise.