human
Was there no milder way than the small-pox, The very filthiness of Pandora's box?
gpt
Each little pimple had a tear in it To wail the fault its rising did commit.
human
No comet need foretell his change drew on, Whose corpse might seem a constellation. O, had he died of old, how great a strife Had been who from his death should draw their life! Who should, by one rich draught, become whate'er Seneca, Cato, Numa, Caesar, were, Learned, virtuous, pious, great, and have by this An universal metempsychosis! Must all these aged sires in one funeral Expire? all die in one so young, so small?