Patiently, in its turn as God provides.
So I too once looked to be ever happy,
And gave the rein to wantonness, and now—
Thou seest me ... Wherefore, say I, let no man
Be lawless, but in quiet and reserve
Possess whatever good the gods have sent.
And this I witness ’gainst the deeds I see,
These wooers, full of mischief, making waste,
And doing such dishonour to a lady,
Whose lord not long will tarry: nay, I tell thee