Webster(i)
7 O remember that my life is wind: my eye will no more see good.
8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thy eyes are upon me, and I am not.
9 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
10 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.