Done To Death By Slanderous Tongue

So Many Miseries Have Craz'd My Voice, That My Woe-wearied Tongue Is Still And Mute.

Women May Fall When There's No Strength In Men.

Like A Dull Actor Now, I Have Forgot My Part, And I Am Out, Even To A Full Disgrace.

O All You Host Of Heaven! O Earth! What Else? And Shall I Couple Hell?

Out, Out, Brief Candle! Life's But A Walking Shadow.