Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no strength to repent.

The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.

Beshrew the heart that makes my heart to groan.

where civil blood makes civil hands unclean

Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition

Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed King.

The head is not more native to the heart.