Of one that was in reuersion

ANother hath that I did bie,
and I enioy that hée imbraste:
I reape the Graine, and pluck the Peare,
but he had Peare and Corne at laste.
Which fithens Fortune hath allowde,
let eyther well contented bee:
I hate him not for his delights,
then let him doe the lyke too mée.
For sowe both be pleasde, I say,
this bargaine was deuised well:
Let him with present good delight
as I what time to mée it fell.
If euer he by hap forgo,
I trust my hope is not in vaine,
I hope the thing I once enioyde
will to his owner come againe.
Which if be so, then happie I
that had the first, and haue the laste:
What better fortune may there bée
than in Reuersion to be plaste.