Servire nescit

THE Princely Faulcon, that hath long beene man'd,
And taught to stoope, vnto the tossed lure,
Is now escaped from his Maisters hand,
And will no more such servitude endure,
But better likes the feilde, and forrestes spray,
And for himselfe, in elder age to pray.

The virtuous mind, and truely noble spright,
Can seldome brooke, in bondage base to serue,
But most doth in his libertie delight,
Still rather choosing, by himselfe to sterue,
Then eate some caterpillar's envied bread,
Or at anothers curtesie be fed.