Were All The Letters Sun, I Could

A Hundred Thousand Welcomes: I Could Weep, And I Could Laugh; I Am Light And Heavy: Welcome.

Preferment Goes By Letter And Affection, And Not By Old Gradation, Where Each Second Stood Heir To Th's First.

Let Them Obey That Knows Not How To Rule.

Well, While I Live I'll Fear No Other Thing So Sore As Keeping Safe Nerissa's Ring.

Farewell The Tranquil Mind! Farewell Content! Farewell The Plumed Troops, And The Big Wars That Make Ambition Virtue.