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And sees a farre, the eager howndes to haste,
And throwes them downe, to those that haue him chaste:
Which beinge founde, the hunter doth retire,
For that he hath, the fruicte of his desire.
Theise, soueraigne are diseases for to heale,
And for the mannes healthe, from countries farre are broughte,
And if herein, the writers doe not faile,
This beaste doth knowe, that he therefore is soughte:
And afterwarde, if anie doe him course,
He shewes his wante, to mooue them to remorse.
Thus, to his paine he doth his life preserue:
Which teacheth vs, if foes doe vs pursue,
Wee showlde not care, if goodes for life maie serue,
Althoughe we giue, our treasure to a iewe:
They are but drosse, and fortunes brittle ware.
Then life redeeme, althoughe with all thow haste,
Thoughe thow arte pore, yet seeke, and thow shalte finde,
Those ritches pure, that euermore shall laste,
Which are the goodes, and treasures, of the minde:
Noe man so pore, but god can blesse his daies,
Whoe patient
Arida nec sitiens ora lauabis aqua.
Vt valeas animo, quicquam tolerare negabis?
At pretium pars haec corpore maius habet.
Mordicus ipse sibi, me-
dicata visilia vellet:
Insidias vafer hac
effugit arte fiber.
nus cum the-
saurum spon-
te perderet,
Hinc abite, ait,
malae diuitiae:
satius enim est
à me vos de-
mergi quam
ego à vobis
ipse.
De Remed.
Amoris.