Life

Life

‘Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life,
to let his breath sneak out of his body without any more ado,
and without so much as a rap o’er the pate,
or a kick of the guts;

to go out like the snuff of a farthing candle,
and die merely of the mulligrubs,
or the sullens.

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