Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies.

Ne'er ask me what raiment I'll wear, for I have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings than legs, nor no more shoes than feet--nay, sometime more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my toes look through the overleather.

If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both.

Pause awhile, And let my counsel sway you.

For I am proverbed with a grandsire phrase.