Knowing I loved my books, he furnished me,From mine own library with volumes thatI prize above my dukedom.

Me, poor man, my library
Was dukedom large enough.

I think knowing that the image will go down in the history books is the greatest prize.

Then the world's mine oyster.

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours,
Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours.

[T]his thing of darkness IAcknowledge mine.