Stand whoso list

Stand whoso list upon the slipper top Of court's estates, and let me here rejoice And use me quiet without let or stop, Unknown in court, that hath such brackish joys. In hidden place so let my days forth pass That when my years be done withouten noise, I may die aged after the common trace. For him death grippeth right hard by the crop That is much known of other, and of himself, alas, Doth die unknown, dazed, with dreadful face.