Give thy thoughts no tongue.
For trust not him that hath once broken faith
Hopeless and helpless doth Egeon wend, But to procrastinate his liveless end.
Is this a vision? Is this a dream? Do I sleep?
Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more.
O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.