Forgive, son; men are men; they needs must err. >>
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore. >>
Ignorance of one's misfortunes is clear gain. >>
Oaths are the fossils of piety. >>
A whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed m >>
It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sh >>
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore.