To perform--whilst in the throes of this delirium I don't know what I'm doing or saying? And yet...it is necessary...I must steel myself! Bah!What sort of man are you? You are a Clown! Put on the jacket and whiten your face. The clowd has paid and wants to be amused. And if Harlequim has stolen your Columbine, laugh ,Clown,and they will all applaud! Make a joke out of your heartache and tears, a funny face out of your sobs of pain... Laugh,Clown,over your shattered love! Laugh over the pain which is poisoning your heart!