I Cannot Be A Man With Wishing,

And Teach Me How To Name The Bigger Light, And How The Less, That Burn By Day And Night.

Gives Not The Hawthorn Bush A Sweeter Shade To Shepherds, Looking On Their Silly Sheep, Than Doth A Rich Embroider'd Canopy To Kings That Fear Their Subjects Treachery?

Why, Courage Then! What Cannot Be Avoided 'twere Childish Weakness To Lament Or Fear.

So Every Bondman In His Own Hand Bears The Power To Cancel His Captivity.

How Much More Doth Beauty Beauteous Seem By That Sweet Ornament Which Truth Doth Give!