At thirty man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty, chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve, Resolvesand re-resolves; then dies the same. Young.Night I. Line 418.
A fool, a fool! I met a fool i the forest, A motley fool; a miserable world; As I do live by food, I met a fool; Who laid him down and baskd him in the sun, And raild on lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms,and yet a motley fool. Motleys the only wear. Shakespeare.As You Like It, Act II. Scene 7. (Jacques.)