Like a dull actor nowI have forgot my part and I am out,Even to a full disgrace.

And wilt thou still be hammering treachery To tumble down thy husband and thyself From top of honor to disgrace's feet?

What a disgrace it is to me to remember thy name.

Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

Could he with reason murmur at his case, Himself sole author of his own disgrace?

I have supped full with horrors.