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1 Friend, here I dwell, and here I haue a little worldly pelfe, Which on my friend I kéepe to spend, as well as on my selfe. 2 What euer fare you hap to finde, take welcome for the best, That hauing then disdaine thou not, for wanting of the rest. 3 Backbiting[E475] talk that flattering blabs know wily how to blenge, The wise doth note, the friend[E476] doth hate, the enmie will reuenge. 4 The wise will spend or giue or lend, yet kéepe to haue in store, If fooles may haue from hand to mouth, they passe vpon no more. 5 Where ease is sought, at length we sée, there plentie waxeth scant, Who careles liues go borow must, or else full often want. 6 The world doth think the welthy man is he that least shall néed, But true it is the godlie[1] man is he that best shall spéed.