I Stand For Judgment: Answer: Shall I

Do Not Swear By The Moon, For She Changes Constantly. Then Your Love Would Also Change.

'tis Dangerous To Take A Cold, To Sleep, To Drink; But I Tell You, My Lord Fool, Out Of This Nettle, Danger, We Pluck This Flower, Safety.

By Heaven, My Soul Is Purg'd From Grudging Hate; And With My Hand I Seal My True Heart's Love

I'll Teach You Differences.

To Wilful Men, The Injuries That They Themselves Procure Must Be Their Schoolmasters.