There is no sin but ignorance.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?
I'm armed with more than complete steel, - The justice of my quarrel.
... when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven.
Confess and be hanged.
Is it not passing brave to be a King and ride in triumph through Persepolis?