Continue in the same condition, still:
And, though it make mens manners to be chang'd;
Yet, never is it, from it selfe, estrang'd:
Nor doth, nor can it, cease to be a Friend,
What Fate soever, shall on us attend.
When Wealth is lost, or faileth to besteed us;
Shee findes out honest meanes to cloath and feede us.
In farre, and forraigne Lands, shee will become,
As kinde, and as familiar, as at home;
And, travelleth, without the costly cumber,