Have Hung My Dank And Dropping Weeds

Such Joy Ambition Finds.

And Every Shepherd Tells His Tale Under The Hawthorn In The Dale.

Therefore, If At Great Things Thou Wouldst Arrive, Get Riches First, Get Wealth.

What Boots It At One Gate To Make Defence, And At Another To Let In The Foe?

O When Meet Now Such Pairs, In Love And Mutual Honour Joined?