| 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, | |
| Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; | |
| 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. | |
| 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: | |
| For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; | |
| Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. |