Thine eyes on each new song, that still my singing + 

May with the Muses peal in harmony. + 

Beside our revel-band of sweetly ringing + 

Voices, doth Justice pace. Ye Gods, hear me! + 

Oh let there be + 

No jealousy of thee in heavenly eyes, + 

Xenarkes, nor of thine! If one attaineth + 

Glory the which with no long toil he gaineth + 

To many a fool he seemeth to be wise. + 