READER, a blot hath escaped the watchfulness of the setter forth: if thou
wilt thou mayst amend it. The sonnet on the forty-fourth page, against
all right Italianate laws, hath but thirteen lines withal: add another to
thy liking, if thou art a Maker; or, if thou art none, even be content
with what is set before thee. If it be scant measure, be sure it is
choicely good.