They Are But Beggars That

Mine Honor Is My Life, Both Grow In One. Take Honor From Me, And My Life Is Done. Then, Dear My Liege, Mine Honor Let Me Try; In That I Live, And For That I Will Die.

Striving To Better, Oft We Mar What’s Well.

Fortune Brings In Some Boats That Are Not Steered.

O Gentle Son, Upon The Heat And Flame Of Thy Distemper, Sprinkle Cool Patience.

I Shall The Effect Of This Good Lesson Keeps As Watchman To My Heart.