What if some litle paine the passage haue,
That makes fraile flesh to feare the bitter waue?
Is not short paine well borne, that brings long ease,
And layes the soule to sleepe in quiet graue?
Sleepe after toyle, port after stormie seas,
Ease after warre, death after life does greatly please.
The knight much wondred at his suddeine wit, xli
And said, The terme of life is[319] limited,
Ne may a man prolong, nor shorten it;
The souldier may not moue from watchfull sted,