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.
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.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure
-- Act iii, Sc. 1
