I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:
Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
Thus I was as a man that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofs.