Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.
God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.
Pride went before, ambition follows him.
Demand me nothing: what you know, you know.
Awake, awake, English nobility! Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot.
Making night hideous.