O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men! >>
Men's evil manners live in brass, their virtues we write in water. >>
Parting is such sweet sorrow. >>
Men of ill judgment ignore the good that lies within their hands, till >>
Less judgment than wit is more sail than ballast. >>
But let judgment run down as waters, and righteousness as a mighty str >>
Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice.