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WHOME fortune heare allottes a meane estate,
Yet giues enowghe, eache wante for to suffise:
That wauering wighte, that hopes for better fate,
And not content, his cawlinge doth despise,
Maie vainlie clime, but likelie still to fall,
And liue at lengthe, with losse of maine, and all.
And credittes all, that wandringe heades reporte:
Maye
Yet come at lengthe, with emptie purse to courte:
Let suche behoulde, the greedie dogge to moane,
By brooke deceau'd, with shaddow of his boane.
Casus inest illic, hîc erit artis opus.
Cui non conueniet sua res, vt calceus olim,
Si pede maior erit, subuertet: si minor, vrget.
Laetus sorte tua viues, sapienter Aristi.
Viuitur paruo benè, cui
paternum
Splendet in meusa tenui
salinum:
Nec leues somnes ti-
mor, aut
Sordidus aufert.
Art
Epist. 10.