But ’tis not wholly lost, I see,

For you, at least, believe in me.

Comrades, nay, fellows, let me say,

Since life at most is but a play,

And we are players, one and all,

And this is but a curtain call,

If I were merely player here,

And this assumption of his part,

I might pretend to drop a tear,

And lay my hand upon my heart