Shakespeare, 3rd October

                               I have ventured,

Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,

This many summers, in a sea of glory,

But far beyond my depth; my high-blown pride

At length broke under me and now has left me,

Weary and old with service, to the mercy

Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.

King Henry VIII., Act iii., Sc. 2.