to get my living with my hands...

 When I was young I little thought

That wit must be so dearly bought

But now experience tells me how

If I would thrive than I must bow

And bend unto another's will

That I might learn both art and skill

To get my living with my hands

That I might be free from band

And my owne dame that I may be

And free from all such slavery.

Avoid vaine pastime fle youthful pleasure

Let moderation always be they measure

And so prosed unto the heavenly treasure.

Quoted from an unsigned sampler in The Subversive Stitch.