O, For An Engine, To Keep Back

Each Petty Hand Can Steer A Ship Becalm'd; But He That Will Govern And Carry Her To Her Ends, Must Know His Tides, His Currents, How To Shift His Sails; What She Will Bear In Foul, What In Fair Weathers; Where Her Springs Are, Her Leaks, And How To Stop 'em; What Strands, What Shelves, What Rocks Do Threaten Her.

Freedom Doth With Degree Dispense.

O! How Vain And Vile A Passion Is This Fear! What Base Uncomely Things It Makes Men Do.

When A Virtuous Man Is Raised, It Brings Gladness To His Friends, Grief To His Enemies, And Glory To His Posterity.

The Way To Rise Is To Obey And Please.