The Sonnets Of Tommaso Campanella - The Philosopher.

Gran fortuna ' 'l saper. Wisdom is riches great and great estate, Far above wealth; nor are the wise unblest If born of lineage vile or race oppressed: These by their doom sublime they illustrate. They have their griefs for guerdon, to dilate Their name and glory; nay, the cross, the sword Make them to be like saints or God adored; And gladness greets them in the frowns of fate: For joys and sorrows are their dear delight; Even as a lover takes the weal and woe Felt for his lady. Such is wisdom's might. But wealth still vexes fools; more vile they grow By being noble; and their luckless light With each new misadventure burns more low.