Lord, Why do you two argue about a Peace, whether it ought to be made or no, when it is already made. It is as though a Man ſhou'd talk of Plowing his Land after 'tis Sown, or as though I ſhou'd talk of drinking Potluck, now that the Bottle is empty.

That I have wronged no Man, will be a poor plea or apology at the last day.

In the case of accidental ramming the conditions are different on the side of the rammer as well as on that of the rammee

I saw the twinkle of white feet,