To Maister Googes fansie that begins Giue Monie mee take friendship who so list

FRiend Googe, giue me ye faithfull friend to trust,
And take the fickle Coine for mée that lust.
For Friends in time of trouble and distresse
With help and sound aduise will soone redresse
Eche growing griefe that gripes the pensiue brest,
When Monie lies lockt vp in couert Chest.
Thy Coine will cause a thousand cares to grow,
Which if thou hadst no Coine yu couldst not know,
Thy Friend no care but comfort will procure,
Of him thou mayst at néede thy selfe assure.
Thy Monie makes the Théefe in waite to lie,
Whose fraude thy Friend & falsehood will descrie.
Thou canst not kéepe vnlockt thy carefull Coine,
But some from thée thy Monie will purloine:
Thy faithfull Friend will neuer start aside,
But take his share of all that shall beride.
When thou art dead thy Monie is bereft
But after life thy trustie Friend is left:
Thy Monie serues another Maister than,
Thy faythfull Friend lincks with none other man.
So that (Friend Googe) I deeme it better I,
To choose the Friend and let the Monie lie.