I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot
read, and therefore wish all books were burnt. I am lean with seeing
others eat.
O
that there would come a famine
through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone! then thou
should'st see how fat I would be. But must thou sit and I stand! Come
down with a vengeance!