What though the sea with waves continuall Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all ; Ne is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought : For whatsoever from one place doth fall Is with the tyde unto another brought : For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.

In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.

This iron world bungs down the stoutest hearts to lowest state; for misery doth bravest minds abate.

For evil deeds may better than bad words be borne.

For deeds to die, however nobly done, And thoughts of men to as themselves decay, But wise words taught in numbers for to run, Recorded by the Muses, live for ay.

The man whom nature's self had made to mock herself, and truth to imitate.

Nothing under heaven so strongly doth allure the sense of man, and all his mind possess, as beauty's love.