| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| W. Shakespeare |
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| XXXII. The Life without Passion |
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| THEY that have power to hurt, and will do none, | |
| That do not do the thing they most do show, | |
| Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, | |
| Unmovèd, cold, and to temptation slow,— | |
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| They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, | 5 |
| And husband nature's riches from expense; | |
| They are the lords and owners of their faces, | |
| Others, but stewards of their excellence. | |
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| The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, | |
| Though to itself it only live and die; | 10 |
| But if that flower with base infection meet, | |
| The basest weed outbraves his dignity: | |
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| For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; | |
| Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. | |
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