There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it; And nothing is at a like goodness still; For goodness, growing to a plurisy, Dies in his own too much: that we would do, We should do when we would; for this ’would’ changes, And hath abatements and delays as many As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents; And then this ’should’ is like a spendthrift sigh, That hurts by easing.
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The storm abated.
When he opened them again it was evening and some of the sharp pain had abated, there were many dull aches, and the crash came back to him fully.