Death comes for us all. Even for kings he comes.
Good marriages are made in heaven. Or some such place.
It profits a man nothing to give his soul for the whole world... but for Wales!
Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.
The law is not a ""light"" for you or any man to see by; the law is not an instrument of any kind. The law is a causeway upon which so long as he keeps to it a citizen may walk safely.