Though it be honest, it is never good to bring bad news.
Some falls the means are happier to rise.
Report me and my cause aright.
I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.
Why, then the world ’s mine oyster, Which I with sword will open.
These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are.