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The cold neutrality of an impartial judge.
The cold neutrality of an impartial judge.
When you truly love someone you don't judge them by their past, you accept it and leave it there.
When you truly love someone you don't judge them by their past, you accept it and leave it there.
Art thou a magistrate? then be severe:
If studious, copy fair what time hath blurr'd,
Redeem truth read more
Art thou a magistrate? then be severe:
If studious, copy fair what time hath blurr'd,
Redeem truth from his jaws: if a soldier,
Chase brave employments with a naked sword
Throughout the world. Fool not, for all may have
If they dare try, a glorious life, or grave.
The judge's duty is to inquire about the time, as well as the
facts.
[Lat., Judicis officium est read more
The judge's duty is to inquire about the time, as well as the
facts.
[Lat., Judicis officium est ut res ita tempora rerum
Quaerere.]
Therefore I say again
I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul
Refuse you for my judge, whom read more
Therefore I say again
I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul
Refuse you for my judge, whom yet once more
I hold my most malicious for and think not
At all a friend to truth.
I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.
I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.
A judge's duty is to grant justice, but his practice is to delay
it: even those judges who know read more
A judge's duty is to grant justice, but his practice is to delay
it: even those judges who know their duty adhere to the general
practice.
[Fr., Le devoir des juges est de rendre justice, leur metier est
de la differer; quelques uns savent leur devoir, et font leur
metier.]
I pleaded your cause, Sextus, having agreed to do so for two
thousand sesterces. How is it that you read more
I pleaded your cause, Sextus, having agreed to do so for two
thousand sesterces. How is it that you have sent me only a
thousand? "You said nothing," you tell me; "and this cause was
lost through you." You ought to give me so much the more,
Sextus, as I had to blush for you.
So wise, so grave, of so perplex'd a tongue,
And loud withal, that would not wag, not scarce
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So wise, so grave, of so perplex'd a tongue,
And loud withal, that would not wag, not scarce
Lie still without a fee.