Man I know my soul hath power to know all things, Yet she is blind and ignorant in all I know I’m one of Nature's little kings, Yet to the least and vilest things am thrall. I know my life’s a pain and but a span; I know my sense is mock’d in everything; And, to conclude, I know myself a Man – Which is a proud and yet a wretched thing. |
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