Man yields to custom, as he bows to fate, In all things rul'd — mind, body, and estate: In pain, in sickness, we for cure apply To them we know not, and we know not why.
Tales, Tale III (p. 46)
Man yields to custom, as he bows to fate, In all things rul'd — mind, body, and estate: In pain, in sickness, we for cure apply To them we know not, and we know not why.
Tales, Tale III (p. 46)