By Medicine Life May Be Prolonged, Yet

What Is Done Cannot Be Now Amended.

What Is Thy Sentence Then But Speechless Death.

Thy Food Is Such As Hath Been Belch'd On By Infected Lungs.

O, Wonder! How Many Goodly Creatures Are There Here! How Beauteous Mankind Is! O Brave New World, That Has Such People In't!

This Sanguine Coward, This Bed-presser, This Horseback-breaker, This Huge Hill Of Flesh!