Cheered up himself with ends of verse,
And sayings of philosophers.
Hudibras, Pt. I. Canto III. S. BUTLER.
O life! thou art a galling load,
Along a rough, a weary road,
To wretches such as I!
Despondency. R. BURNS.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity.
Comedy of Errors, Act ii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
A Winter Night. R. BURNS.
Henceforth I'll bear
Affliction till it do cry out itself,
Enough, enough, and die.
King Lear, Act iv. Sc. 6. SHAKESPEARE.
On me, on me
Time and change can heap no more!
The painful past with blighting grief
Hath left my heart a withered leaf.
Time and change can do no more.
Dirge. R.H. HORNE.
I wish thy lot, now bad, still worse, my friend,
For when at worst, they say, things always mend.
To a Friend in Distress. DR. J. OWEN.
The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
Is left this vault to brag of.
Macbeth, Act ii. Sc. 8. SHAKESPEARE.
Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward
To what they were before.
Macbeth, Act iv. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
I am not now in fortune's power;
He that is down can fall no lower.
Hudibras, Pt. I. Canto III. S. BUTLER.