Were Guilt Is, Rage And Courage Doth

Where It Concerns Himself, Who's Angry At A Slander, Makes It True.

Words Borrowed Of Antiquity Do Lend A Kind Of Majesty To Style, And Are Not Without Their Delight Sometimes. For They Have The Authority Of Years, And Out Of Their Intermission Do Win To Themselves A Kind Of Grace-like Newness. But The Eldest Of The Present, And Newest Of The Past Language, Is The Best.

I See Compassion May Become A Justice, Though It Be A Weakness, I Confess, And Nearer A Vice Than A Virtue.

Were Guilt Is, Rage And Courage Doth Abound.

Calumnies Are Answered Best With Silence.