With these shreds They vented their complainings, which being answered And a petition granted them, a strange one, To break the heart of generosity, And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon, Shouting their emulation.
Conscience is a thousand swords.
And too soon Marred are those so early Made.
The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo
The Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind.
It is meant that noble minds keep ever with their likes; for who so firm that cannot be seduced.