A Willing Mind Makes A Hard Journey

From The King To The Beggar, By Gradation, All Are Servants; And You Must Grant, The Slavery Is Less To Study To Please One, Than Many.

What Pity 'tis, One That Can Speak So Well, Should In His Actions Be So Ill!

Ill News Are Swallow-winged, But What Is Good Walks On Crutches.

They Are Only Safe That Know To Soothe The Prince's Appetite, And Serve His Lusts.

Patience, The Beggar's Virtue, Shall Find No Harbor Here.