He taught them love of toyle; toyle, which does keep obstructions from the minde, and quench the blood; ease does belong to us like sleep, like opium in our medicine, not our food.
Power, like the hasty Vine, climbes up apace to the Supporter, but if not skilfully attended and dressd, instead of spreading and bearing fruit, grows high and naked, and then, like empty title, being soon useless to others, becomes neglected and unable to support itself.