There Is Nothing Serious In Mortality

Things Done Well And With A Care, Exempt Themselves From Fear.

Mine Eyes Were Not In Fault, For She Was Beautiful; Mine Ears, That Heard Her Flattery; Nor My Heart, That Thought Her Like Her Seeming. It Had Been Vicious To Have Mistrusted Her.

Ay, Is It Not A Language I Speak?

The Urging Of That Word, Judgment, Hath Bred A Kind Of Remorse In Me.

See First That The Design Is Wise And Just: That Ascertained, Pursue It Resolutely; Do Not For One Repulse Forego The Purpose That You Resolved To Effect.