Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 16. How a man should oppose adversitie GAinst misadventure being resolv'd to fight, My mind shall be the bow, whence J'l apace Shoot back the arrows, Fortune out of spight, Assaults me with; and breake them in her face: For all her soverain'ties I abjure: Her harmes I dread not: and defye her pow'r. |
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