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| WHOSO 1 will be accounted wise, | |
| And truly claime the same, | |
| By ioyning vertue to his deedes | |
| He must atchiue the same. | |
| But few there be that seeke thereby | 5 |
| True wisdome to attaine: | |
| O God, so rule our hearts therefore, | |
| Such fondnesse to refraine. | |
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| The wisedome which we most esteeme | |
| In this thing dooth consist; | 10 |
| With glorious talke to showe in wordes | |
| Our wisedome when we list. | |
| Yet not in talke, but seemely deedes, | |
| Our wisedome we should place: | |
| To speake so faire, and doo but ill, | 15 |
| Dooth wisedome quite disgrace. | |
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| To bargaine well, and shunne the losse, | |
| A wisedome counted is, | |
| And thereby through the greedy coyne | |
| No hope of grace to misse. | 20 |
| To seeke by honour to aduance | |
| His name to brittle praise, | |
| Is wisedome which we dayly see | |
| Increaseth in our daies. | |
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| But heauenly wisedome sower seemes, | 25 |
| Too hard for them to win; | |
| And weary of the sute they seeme | |
| When they do once begin. | |
| It teacheth vs to frame our life, | |
| While vitall breath we haue; | 30 |
| When it dissolueth earthly masse | |
| The soule from death to saue. | |
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| By feare of God to rule our steppes | |
| From sliding into vice, | |
| A wisedome is which we neglect, | 35 |
| Although of greater price. | |
| A point of wisedome also this | |
| We commonly esteeme | |
| That euery man should be indeede | |
| That he desires to seeme. | 40 |
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| To bridle that desire of gaine | |
| Which forceth vs to ill, | |
| Our haughtie stomackes, Lord, represse, | |
| To tame presuming will. | |
| This is the wisedome that we should | 45 |
| Aboue each thing desire: | |
| O heauenly God, from sacred throne | |
| That grace in vs inspire. | |
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| And print in our repugnant harts | |
| The rules of wisedome true, | 50 |
| That all our deeds in worldly life | |
| May like thereof insue. | |
| Thou onely art the liuing spring | |
| From whom this wisedome flowes: | |
| O wash therwith our sinfull harts | 55 |
| From vice that therein growes. | |