Let the ambitious favour find

Let the ambitious favour find In courts and empty noise, Whilst greater love does fill my mind With silent real joys.

Let fools and knaves grow rich and great And the world think 'em wise, Whilst I lie dying at her feet, And all that world despise.

Let conquering kings new trophies raise, And melt in court delights, Her eyes can give me brighter days, Her arms much softer nights.