To CASTARA. Against opinion.

VVHy should we build, Castara, in the aire
Of fraile opinion? Why admire as faire,
What the weake faith of man gives us for right?
The jugling world cheats but the weaker sight,
What is in greatnesse happy? As free mirth,
As ample pleasures of th' indulgent earth
VVe joy who on the ground our mansion finde,
As they, who saile like witches in the wind
Of Court applause. What can their powerfull spell
Over inchanted man, more than compell
Him into various formes? Nor serves their charme
Themselves to good, but to worke others harme.
Tyrant Opinion but depose. And we
VVill absolute ith' happiest Empire be.