I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.
Gold--what can it not do, and undo?
You had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground.
You may my Glories and my State depose, But not my Griefes; still am I King of those.
Cursed be he that moves my bones.
The means that heaven yields must be embraced, and not neglected; else, if heaven would, and we will not heaven's offer, we refuse the proffered means of succor and redress.