But the fourth to forbear is outrageous:
Women, that of love's longing once lust,
Hardly forbearen, but have it they must:
So when choler is inflamed with rage,
Wanting revenge, is hard to assuage:
And who can counsel a thirsty soul,
With patience to forbear the offer'd bowl?
But of all burdens, that a man can bear,
Most is, a fool's talk to bear and to hear.
I ween the giant has not such a weight,