Occasion late was ministred for one to trie his friend,

Ten pounds he did intreat him y? of all love he would l?d

His case was an accursed case, no comfort to be found,

Unles he friendly drew his purse, & blest him with t? po?d

He did protest he had it not, making a solemne vow,

He w?ted means & money both, to do him pleasure now.

Th? sir (quoth he) you know I have a Gelding I love wel,

Necessitie it hath no law, I must my Gelding sell,

I have bin offered twelve for him, with ten ile be c?tent,

Well I will trie a friend (said he,) it was his chest he ment.

So fectch’d the money presently, tother sees Angels shine

Now God amercy horse (quoth he) thy credit’s more then mine.