I write this to you as one, that for myself have given over the delight in the world; but wish to you as much, if not more, than to myself. So you can speak and write Latin, not barbarously; I never require great study in Ciceronianism, the chief abuse of Oxford, _qui dum verba sectantur, res ipsas negligunt_. My toyful books I will send--with GOD's help--by February [1581]; at which time you shall have your money. And for £200 [_nearly £2,000 at the present day_] a year, assure yourself! If the estates of England remain, you shall not fail of it. Use it to your best profit! My Lord of LEICESTER sends you £40 as I understand, by STEPHEN; and promiseth he will continue that stipend yearly at the least. Then that is above commons. In any case, write largely and diligently unto him: for, in truth, I have good proof that he means to be every way good unto you. The odd £30 shall come with the £100, or else my father and I will jarle. Now, sweet Brother, take a delight to keep and increase your music. You will not believe what a want I find of it, in my melancholy times. At horsemanship; when you exercise it, read CRISON CLAUDIO, and a book that is called _La Gloria de l'Cavallo_ withal: that you may join the thorough contemplation of it with the exercise: and so shall you profit more in a month, than others in a year. And mark the bitting, saddling, and cur[ry]ing of horses. I would, by the way, your Worship would learn a better hand. You write worse than I: and I write evil enough. Once again, have a care of your diet; and consequently of your complexion. Remember _gratior est veniens in pulchro corpore virtus_. Now, Sir, for news; I refer myself to this bearer. He can tell you how idly we look on our neighbour's fires: and nothing is happened notable at home; save only DRAKE's return. Of which yet, I know not the secret points: but about the world he hath been, and rich he is returned. Portugal, we say, is lost. And to conclude, my eyes are almost closed up, overwatched with tedious business. God bless you, sweet Boy! and accomplish the joyful hope I conceive of you. Once again commend me to Master NEVELL, Master SAVELL, and honest HARRY WHITE, and bid him be merry. When you play at weapons; I would have you get thick caps and bracers [_gloves_], and play out your play lustily; for indeed, ticks and dalliances are nothing in earnest: for the time of the one and the other greatly differs. And use as well the blow as the thrust. It is good in itself; and besides increaseth your breath and strength, and will make you a strong man at the tourney and barriers. First, in any case, practise the single sword; and then, with the dagger. Let no day pass without an hour or two of such exercise. The rest, study; or confer diligently: and so shall you come home to my comfort and credit. Lord! how I have babbled! Once again, farewell, dearest Brother! Your most loving and careful brother PHILIP SIDNEY.