With true deserts you are so surnisht well,
In which like a true Peere you soe excell;
Living so longer time then while you merit,
Loving your worths deserts still to inherit:
I must confesse your hier or your desert,
Admitteth not to take some small part,
Making as if your hier reacht no more.
Shew you unto the world that you doe soare
High , flying still at all things that are high ,
Earning by vertue honours dignity,
Rightly your hyer drawes all that can be said,
Admitting sit to your degree that's made
Rightly your hier drawes all , and your deserts
Doe challenge rightly to win many hearts.