Book II, 44: On a Cypher

Cyphers to Cyphers added, seeme to come
(With those that know not Art) to a great sum:
But such as skill in Numeration, know,
That worlds of Cyphers, are but worlds of show:
We stand those Cyphers, ere since Adams fall;
We are but show: we are no summe at all:
Our bosome-pleasures, and delights, that doe
Appeare so glorious, are but Cyphers too:
High-prized honour, friends, This house; The tother,
Are but one Cypher added to another:
Reckon by rules of Art, and tell me, than,
How great is thy Estate, Ingenious Man?
Lord, be my Figure, Then it shall be knowne
That I am Something: Nothing, if alone:
I care not in what place, in what degree;
I doe not weigh how small my Figure be:
But as I am, I haue nor worth, nor vigure:
I am thy Cypher; O, be thou my Figure.