The good I stand on is my truth and honesty.
O, she's warm! If this be magic, let it be an art Lawful as eating.
Read o'er this And after, this, and then to breakfast with What appetite you have.
Doubt is a thief that often makes us fear to tread where we might have won.
My dear, dear Lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away Men are but gilded loan or painted clay... Mine honor is my life; both grow in one; Take honor from me, and my life is done.
In thee thy mother dies, our household's name, My death's revenge, thy youth, and England's fame.