Somedele

And for I was in thilke ſame looſer yeares, (Whether the Muſe, ſo wrought me from my birth, Or I tomuch beleeued my ſhepherd peres) Somedele ybent to ſong and muſicks mirth, A good olde ſhephearde, Wrenock was his name, Made me by arte more cunning in the ſame.