The sins of the father are to be laid upon the children.

“Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk! When that this body did contain …”

“Lo thus by day my limbs, by night my mind,For thee, and for myself, no quiet fi…”

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought hear…”

“I sworn thee fair, and thought thee brightWho art cold as Hel, as dark as night”