Sublime

Then he would leave for the underworld, where I could never go, for gods are the opposite of death.

when death takes my hand i will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime - commitment

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices make instruments to plague us; the dark and vicious place where thee he got cost him his eyes,” and Edmund answers--you remember, he's wounded, he's dying--”Thou hast spoken right; 'tis true. The wheel is come full circle; I am here.”

FER. Sir, she is mortal; But by immortal Providence she ’s mine:

yet nought avail'd His gold to save him from the doom of death;

but the Gods On man bestow not all their gifts at once;