306And to her will frame all thy waies,
307Spare not to
spend, and chie
fly there,
308Where thy de
sart may merit prai
se,
309By ringing in thy Ladies eare,
310 The
stronge
st ca
stle, tower and towne,
311 The golden bullet beats it downe.
312Serue alwaies with a
ssured tru
st,
313And in thy
sute be humble true,
314Vnle
sse thy Lady proue vniu
st,
315Prea
se neuer thou to chu
se a new:
316 When time
shall
serue, be thou not
slacke,
317 To pro
ffer though
she put thee back.