-William Shakespeare

O, now, for everFarewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!Farewell the plumed troop and the big warsThat make ambition virtue! O, farewell!Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,The royal banner, and all quality,Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throatsThe immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit,Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone!