The reason why it should be done.

Ach.I see.

Yet novelty hath no wear. Remember too

We must grow old. The spirit of such adventure

Tires as the body ages.

Deid.For that I think

I make the best provision. Nay, I have seen

Full many an old dame left in last neglect,

Whose keen gray eye, peaked face, and silver hair

Were god-like set beneath a helm of brass.