When you depart from me sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.
In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.
Th abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.
This is the short and the long of it.