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1 The wordes of Kyng Lamuel, & the lesson that hys mother taught hym.
2 My sonne (why do ye so) thou sonne of my body: O my deare beloued sonne,
3 geue not ouer thi strength & waies vnto wemen, which are the destruccion euen of kynges.
4 O Lamuel, yt is not for kynges, it is not (I saye) for kinges to drinke wyne, nor Princes stronge dryncke
5 lest they beynge droncken forgett the lawe, and paruerte the iudgement of all poore mens childerne.
6 Geue stronge drincke vnto soch as are condempned to death, and wyne vnto those that mourne:
7 that they maye drincke it, and forgett theyr mysery & aduersytie.
8 Be thou an aduocate, for the dombe and stande in iudgement thy selfe, to speake for all soch as be socourles in this transitorye worlde.
9 Open thy mouth, defende the thynge that is lawfull and ryght, and the cause of the poore and helpelesse.