Place my possessions all in Cæsar’s hands,
And stripped to naked, harmless poverty
Fly Rome and power for ever: such a life
I have praised and well may lead—philosophy
Graced by the rich graceth the poor, and I,
Who have sought to crown her, may be crown’d by her.
I’ll save my life’s last remnant with applause.
Weep not, there’s hope: yes, there is yet a hope.
