When least I had, then most I had of blesse,
Now, al the worlde, and al vnquietnesse.
30.
“'No woe to want of contentation,
No welth to want of riches and renowne,
For this is seene in euery nation,
The highest trees be sonest blowen downe,
Ten kinges do dye before one clubbishe clowne:
Diogenes in quiet tunne doth rest,
When Cæsar is with carking care distrest.’