“This we prescribe, though no physician;Deep malice makes too deep incision;Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed;Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.”
“The pow'r I have on you is to spare you / The malice towards you, to forgive you. Posthumus”
“Kneel not to me.The pow'r that I have on you is to spare you;The malice towards you to forgive you. Live,And deal with others better.”
“I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly.”
“Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil;With them forgive yourself.”
“Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.”