That honour which shall bate his scythe’s keen edge,
And make us heirs of all eternity.
Therefore, brave conquerors,—for so you are,
That war against your own affections
010 And the huge army of the world’s desires,—
Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:
Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
[013] Our court shall be a little Academe,
Still and contemplative in living art.
015 You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,