To my uncle GEFFREY CARWRIGHTE.
Thoughe Sathan strive, with all his maine, and mighte,
To hide the truthe, and dimme the lawe devine:
Yet to his worde, the Lorde doth give such lighte,
That to the East, and West, the same doth shine:
And those, that are so happie for to looke,
Salvation finde, within that blessed booke.