Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
By innocence I swear, and by my youth, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has, nor never none Shall mistress be of it save I alone.
Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor.
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
Good words are better than bad strokes.