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. Shakespeare.King Henry VIII., Act III. Scene 2. (Wolseys Farewell to all his greatness.)