He jests at scars that never felt a wound. >>
A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is >>
He is half of a blessed man. Left to be finished by such as she; and s >>
A vow is a snare for sin. >>
Vows are made in storms and forgotten in calm weather. >>
'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth; But the plain single vow, >>
Men's vows are women's traitors!