When I shall meete The kynge on no hye way, when I shall ryde Uppon no beast & yet a beast of burthen, Be neyther nakt nor cloathed, in my hande

Without, attendinge your hye pleasure.

Hye thee, and give the world yet one dwarfe more, Such as it got when thou thy selfe was bore.

So Joue, as your hye vertues doen deserue, geue you such féres as may yo'r vertues serue w'th like vertues: and blissfull Venus send Vnto your happy loue an happy end.