Where as the good, do live amongst the bad:
And vertue growes, where seede of vices springes:
The wicked sorte to wounde the good, are glad:
And vices thrust at vertue, all their stinges:
The like, where witte, and learning doe remaine,
Where follie rules, and ignoraunce doth raigne.
Yet as wee see, the lillie freshlie bloomes,
Though thornes, and briers, enclose it round aboute:
So with the good, thoughe wicked have their roomes,
They are preserv'd, in spite of all their route:
And learning lives, and vertue still doth shine,
When follie dies, and ignoraunce doth pine.