Heaven fashioned us of nothing; and we strive to bring ourselves to nothing.
See, the curse of children! In life they keep us frequently in tears, And in the cold grave leave us in pale fears.
Imyself haveheard averygood jest, and havescornedto seem to have so sillya wit as to understand it.
How tedious is a guilty conscience!
All the damnable degrees Of drinking have you staggered through.
How many ills spring from adultery? First the supreme law that is violated, Nobility oft stain'd with bastardy, Inheritance of land falsely possessed, The husband scorn'd, wife sham'd, and babes unbless'd.