They Lie Deadly That Tell You Have

So We Grew Together Like To A Double Cherry, Seeming Parted, But Yet An Union In Partition, Two Lovely Berries Molded On One Stem.

For My Part, If A Lie May Do Thee Grace, I'll Gild It With The Happiest Terms I Have.

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.

Do All Men Kill The Things They Do Not Love ............ The Quality Of Mercy Is Not Strain'd It Droppeth As The Gentle Rain From Heaven Upon The Place Beneath: It Is Twice Blest It Blesseth Him That Gives And Him That Takes

In The Night, Imagining Some Fear, How Easy Is A Bush Supposed A Bear!