His sickness increases from the remedies applied to cure it.
Passion and shame torment him, and rage is mingled with his grief.
You have endured worse things; God will grant an end even to these.
Each man has his appointed day: short and irreparable in the brief life of all, but to extend our fame by our deeds, this is the work of mankind.
Perhaps one day this too will be pleasant to remember.
I too must attempt a way by which I can raise myself above the ground, and soar triumphant through the lips of men.
Hope on, and save yourself for prosperous times.