The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Measure for Measure (1604), III, i, 76
The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Measure for Measure (1604), III, i, 76