MISFORTUNE to have lived not knowing thee! br ’T were not high living, nor to noblest end, br Who, dwelling near, learned not sincerity, br Rich friendship’s ornament that still doth lend br To life its consequence and propriety. br Thy fellowship was my culture, noble friend: br By the hand thou took’st me, and did’st condescend br To bring me straightway into thy fair guild; br And life-long hath it been high compliment br By that to have been known, and thy friend styled, br Given to rare thought and to good learning bent; br Whilst in my straits an angel on me smiled. br Permit me, then, thus honored, still to be br A scholar in thy university.