Nor Age So Eat Up

Ambition's Debt Is Paid.

Out Of My Sight! Thou Dost Infect Mine Eyes.

Upon His Royal Face There Is No Note How Dread An Army Hath Enrounded Him.

What Drink'st Thou Oft, Instead Of Homage Sweet, But Poisoned Flattery?

Like A Dull Actor Now, I Have Forgot My Part, And I Am Out, Even To A Full Disgrace.