ఈ పుట ఆమోదించబడ్డది
But, as it ware, an, after-dinner's sleep,
Dreaming on both ; for all thy blessed youth
Becomes as aged and doth beg the alms
Of palsied el d ; and when tliou 9 rt old and rich,
Thou 5 st neither heat/ affection, limb, nor beauty,
To make thy riches pleasant, What *s yet in this,
That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life
Lie hid more thousand deaths : yet death we fear,
That makes these od ds all even. 41
