The feircest natures; whome in youthfull prime

THE feircest natures; whome in youthfull prime,
Nor counsel good, nor reasons rule, could tame,
Are by their owne experience, and in time;
To order brought, and taught themselves to frame,
To honest courses, and to loath the waies;
So well they liked, in their youthfull daies.

Why then dispaire yee Madame, of your sonne,
Whose wit, as in the sappe, doth but abound:
These braunches prun'd, that over rancklie runne,
You'le find in time, the bodie inward sound:
When Dullard sprightes, like fenny flagges belowe,
Or fruictles beene, or rot while they do grow.