Ni vndas ni vientos

WHO wouldst dispend in Happines thy daies,
And lead a life, from cares exempt and free,
See that thy mind, stand irremoou'd alwaies,
Through reason grounded on firme constancie,
For whom opinion doth vnstaiedly sway,
To fortune soonest, such become a pray.

Ye loftie Pines, that doe support the state
Of common wealthes, and mightie government,
Why stoope ye soon'st, vnto the blast of fate,
And fawne on Envie, to your ruine bent:
Be taught by me, to scorne your worser happe,
The waue by Sea, or land the Thunderclap.