It is a good divine that follows his own instructions.
Help, master, help! here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly come out.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen, him not know t, and he's not robbed at all.
O hell! to choose love with another's eye.
People’s good deeds we write in water. The evil deeds are etched in brass.