The jury passing on the prisoner's life may in the sworn twelve have a thief or two guiltier than him they try.

I'll teach you differences.

Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*

Yea from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.

That is not the best sermon which makes the hearers go away talking to one another and praising the speaker, but which makes them go away thoughtful and serious, and hastening to be alone.

It was always yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common.