O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul that, struggling to be free, art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay! Bow, stubborn knees! and, heart with strings of steel, be soft as sinews of the new-born babe!
William ShakespeareThere is a devilish mercy in the judge, if you'll implore it, that will free your life, but fetter you till death.
William Shakespeare