“How shall I abideIn this dull world, which in thy absence isNo better than a sty?”

“Can I go forward when my heart is here?Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.”

“Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel;But do not dull thy palm with entertainmentOf each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.”

“Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, thy dial how thy precious minutes waste”

“Yet do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong,My love shall in my verse ever live young”

“And these few precepts in thy memoryLook thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue,Nor any unproportioned thought his act.Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar.Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel,But do not dull thy palm with entertainmentOf each new-hatched, unfledged comrade.”

“O thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou beWhen time hath sow'd a grizzle on thy case?Or will not else thy craft so quickly grow,That thine own trip shall be thine overthrow?Farewell, and take her; but direct thy feetWhere thou and I henceforth may never meet.”