‘Enigma is a man until he’s heard converse.’
The colour in man’s face makes known how stands the heart.
Compassion take on me; thy sympathy impart.
Enjoyments sensual give man a rosy face;
The fame of pale-faced men reports good sense and grace.390
I feel within me what makes all my joints seem weak;
It’s borne away my colour, strength, and power to speak.
It casts down whomsoe’er it chances to attack;
As tempest uproots trees it meets upon its track.
I’m subjected to that by which both men and beasts