In prayse of the Countesse of Darby, married to the Lord Chauncellor

THis noble Countesse liued many yeeres
With Darby, one of Englands greatest Peeres;
Fruitfull and faire, and of so cleare a name,
That all this Region marueld at her fame.
But this braue Peere, extinct by hastned Fate,
She stayd (ah too too long) in widdowes state:
And in that state, tooke so sweet State vpon her,
All eares, eyes, tongues, heard, saw, & told her honor:
Yet finding this a saying full of veritie,
Tis hard to haue a Patent of prosperitie,
Shee found her wisest way and safe to deale,
Was to consort with him that keepes the Seale.