be absolute for death. either death or life shall thereby be the sweeter. reason thus with life: if i do lose thee, i do lose a thing that none but fools would keep. a breath thou art,
servile to all the skyey influences that dost this habitation where thou keep'st hourly afflict. merely, thou art death's fool, for him thou labor'st by thy flight to shun, and yet runn'st toward him still.