English poem
Pucell
by Stephen Hawes (1474–1523)
Now of trouthe / I do vnto you tell The thynge [that] to your enmyes is moost dyspleasure Is for to gouerne you by wysdome ryght well That causeth enuy in theyr hertes to endure But be ye pacyent and ye shall be sure Suche thynges as the ordayne vnto your gref Wyll lyght on them to theyr owne myschefe