Omitting the sweet benefit of time
To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection,
Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that’s his name,
Made use and fair advantage of his days;
65 His years but young, but his experience old;
His head unmellow’d, but his judgment ripe;
And, in a word, for far behind his worth
[Comes] all the praises that I now bestow,
He is complete in feature and in mind
70 With all good grace to grace a gentleman.