The time of life:─arming myself with patience,
To stay the providence of some high powers,
That govern us below.”
And in “Hamlet,” Act I., Scene 2, writes:─
“O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew;
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed
His canon ’gainst self slaughter, O God! O God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world.”