Written to the like effecte, uppon
Video, et taceo
Her Majesties poësie, at the great Lotterie in LONDON, begon M. D. LXVIII. and ended M. D. LXIX.
I See, and houlde my peace: a Princelie Poësie righte,
For everie faulte, shoulde not provoke, a Prince, or man of mighte.
For if that JOVE shoulde shoote, so ofte as men offende,
The Poëttes saie, his thunderboltes shoulde soone bee at an ende.
Then happie wee that have, a Princesse so inclin'de.
That when as justice drawes hir sworde, hath mercie in her minde,
And to declare the same, howe prone shee is to save:
Her Majestie did make her choice, this Poësie for to have.