" are not my days few ?
Cease then, and let me alone,
That i may take comfort a little,
Before i go whence i shall not return "
" we grope for the wall like the blind,
And we grope as if we had no eyes :
We stumble at noonday as in the night ;
We are in desolate places as dead men "
" i should have been
As though i had not been ;
I should have been
Carried from the womb to the grave "