Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant can trickle when she wounds!
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil!
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.