(A) The lively shape of Irysh karne, most perfect to behold
Of man, the master, and the boy, these pictures doe unfolde
Wherein is bravely paynted forth a nat'rall Irish grace
Whose like in ev'ry poynt to vewe, hath seldome stept in place.
Marke me the karne that gripes the axe fast with his murd'ring hand,
Then shall you say a righter knave came never in the land;
As for the rest so trimly drest, I speake of them no evill,
In ech respect, they are detect (as honest as the devill.)
As honest as the Pope himselfe, in all their outwarde actions,
And constant like the wavering winde, in their Imaginations,
Which may be prov'de in sundry partes hereafter that ensue,
A perfect signe for to define th' above additions true.