The Louer to a Friende that wrote him this sentence. Yours assured to the death

O Faithfull Friend thrise happy was the fist
In so few words to such effect that wrought:
O friendly hart a thousand folde yblist
That hath conceiude so iust and ioyful thought,
As not till death from pawned loue to bende
But Friend at first and Frind to be at ende.
Wherfore to counteruaile those woords of thine,
And quit thy loue with faithfull hart againe,
I vow that I will neuer once decline
A foote from that I am for losse or gaine:
If thou be mine till death, I the assure
To be thy Friend as long as life shall dure.