So our virtues lie in the interpretation of the time
Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies!
Be still prepared for death: and death or life shall thereby be the sweeter.
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!
Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror