Written in the beginnyng of Kyng Edwardes raigne, whiche verses are called Dauie Dicars Dreame.

WHen faithe in freendes beare fruite,
and foolishe fancies fade,
And craftie catchers come to nought,
and hate greate loue hath made:
When fraude flieth farre from toune,
and loitrers leaue the feelde,
And rude shall runne a rightfull race,
and all men be well wilde.
When gropers after gaine, shall carpe for common wealthe,
And wilie woorkers shall disdaine, to figge and liue by stealthe:
When wisedome walkes a loft, and follie sitts full lowe,
And vertue vanquishe pampred vice, and grace beginns to growe.
When Iustice ioynes to truthe, and Lawe lookes not to meede,
And bribes helpe not to builde faire bowrs, nor giftes greate glottos feede:
When honger hides his hedde, and plentie please the poore,
And niggards to the needie men, shall neuer shut their doore.
When double darke deceipt, is out of credite worne,
And faunyng speeche is falshed founde, and craft is laught to scorne:
When Pride whiche pickes the purse, gapes not for garments gaie,
Nor Iauels weare no veluet wedes, nor wadring witts beare swaie.
When ritches wrongs no right, nor power poore put backe,
Nor couetous creepes not into Court, nor learned liuyng lacke:
When slipper sleights are seen, and farre fetches be founde,
And priuate profite and self loue, shall bothe be put in pounde.
When debt no Sergeant dreeds, and Courtiers credite keepe,
And might mells not wt Merchandise, nor lordes shall sell no sheepe:
When lucre lasts not long, and hourd greate heaps doeth hate.
And euery wight is well content, to walke in his estate.
When truthe doeth tread the streats, and liers lurke in den,
And Rex doeth raigne and rule the rost, and weeds out wicked men:
Then balefull barnes be blithe, that here in Englande wone,
Your strife shall stint I vndertake, your dreadfull daies are done.