If I for my opinion bleed, opinion shall be surgeon to my hurt, and keep me on the side where still I am.
Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
Report me and my cause aright.
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.