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In alijs tempestivè consulentes non sibi
From Minerva Britanna (1612)
THEY tell me Tusser, when thou wert aliue,
And hadst for profit, turned euery stone,
Where ere thou cammest, thou couldst never thriue,
Though heereto best, couldst counsel every one,
As it may in thy Husbundry appeare,
Wherein a fresh, thou liu'st amongst vs heere.
So like thy selfe, a number more are woont,
To sharpen others, with advice of wit,
When they themselues, are like the whetstone blunt,
And little care, to keepe or follow it:
Eeke heere I must, the careles Pastor blame,
That teacheth well, but followes not the same.
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