Ryght dere frendes louely I do you submite
Of my fyrst werke in to correccyon
But myne owne wyll can not as yet
Endewe ony thynge of myne intencyon
Rather I wyll abyde a lytell season
Than to put my wytte afore intellygence
Ventosyte must abyde dygestyon
So I muste do or I come to eloquence.

Cunnynge must I haue fyrste of all
Or that I come to perseueracyon
Put forthe I wyll and than somewhat call
Lernynge with good delyberacyon
And than I wyll with good intencyon
Note some werkes of god almyghty
Desyrynge to come vnto his regyon
Euer there for to dwell perdurably.

Here endeth a full dolefull complaynte
Of many a man of there one concorde
Lokynge with face pale wanne and faynte
Cursynge the tyme of theyr accorde
Fynyssed and done the yere of our lorde
A thousande CCCCC and xxxv at London
Enprynted also by Wynkyn de Worde
In fletestrete at the sygne of the son.