Come, be a man. Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies!

“the hate I bear thee can afford no better term then this: thou art a villian.”

“The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,Chequering the eastern clouds w…”

“Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by vir…”

“O, they have lived long on the alms-basket of words. I marvel thy master hath n…”