(From John Norden’s ‘Surueyors Dialogue,’ 1607.)

        Looke ere thou light into the hands of some;
  Some lay but traps, to catch thee in disgrace:
Disgrace thou none, be silent where thou come,
  (Yet thou shalt come where Momus is in place,)
Place thee with those, whose hearts aright do see,
  And seeing iudge, in fauour, faults that be.
  
Faults be in thee; who sayes he doth not erre,
  Erres, in conceit, that he alone is free:
And such, not free, will sure thy faults transferre,
  And for one fault transferre them ten in thee:
Not thee in this, but me they discommend,
  That I abroad do thee so basely send.
  
Base I thee send: excuse me what thou can;
  If thou can not, plead thus to seeming friends:
Alas, my friends, abortiue I began:
  Who me began, thus meanely foorth me sends,
That I might send him, how I passe the taunts
Of tanting toungs, that seek their praise by vaunts.
  
I vaunt it not, but am content to be
  Where meanest be, that blush to shew their face:
Who sees my face, a picture base may see;
  Yet may he see farre fayrer find disgrace.
Disgrace not him, that sends me for good will,
But will him well. Requite not good with ill.

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