What's done is done. The joy is in the doing.
Take pains. Be perfect.
Such antics do not amount to a man.
Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
Grace and remembrance be to you both.
'Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay. The bay trees in our country are all wither'd.