Charles Sackville, Earl of Dorset (1638–1706)

MAY the ambitious ever find

Success in crowds and noise,

While gentler love does fill my mind

With silent real joys!

May knaves and fools grow rich and great,

And the world think them wise,

While I lie dying at her feet

And all the world despise.

Let conquering kings new triumphs raise

And melt in court delights;

Her eyes can give much brighter days,

Her arms much softer nights.