For I Had Rather Die In The

My Other Brother, The Lord Lucas, Who Was Heir To My Fathers Estate, And As It Were The Father To Take Care Of Us All, Is Not Less Valiant Than They Were, Although His Skill In The Discipline Of War Was Not So Much, Being Not Bred Therein.

For I Had Rather Die In The Adventure Ot Noble Achievements, Then Live In Obscure And Sluggish Security.

Thoughts Are Like Stars In The Firmament; Some Are Fixed, Others Like The Wandering Planets, Others Again Are Only Like Meteors. Understanding Is Like The Sun, Which Gives Light To All The Thoughts. Memory Is Like The Moon, It Hath Its New, Its Full And Its Wane.

And Though I Might Have Learnt More Wit And Advanced My Understanding By Living In A Court, Yet Being Dull, Fearful And Bashful, I Neither Heeded What Was Said Or Practised, But Just What Belonged To My Loyal Duty And My Own Honest Reputation.

Some Brains Are Barren Grounds, That Will Not Bring Seed Or Fruit Forth, Unless They Are Well Manured With The Old Wit Which Is Raked From Other Writers And Speakers.