—Verily, not to a nobility which ye could purchase like traders with traders’ gold; for little worth is all that hath its price.

Let it not be your honour henceforth whence ye come, but whither ye go! Your Will and your feet which seek to surpass you⁠—let these be your new honour!

Verily, not that ye have served a prince⁠—of what account are princes now!⁠—nor that ye have become a bulwark to that which standeth, that it may stand more firmly.

Not that your family have become courtly at courts, and that ye have learned⁠—gay-coloured, like the flamingo⁠—to stand long hours in shallow pools:

(For ability -to-stand is a merit in courtiers; and all courtiers believe that unto blessedness after death pertaineth⁠— permission -to-sit!)