If we can forgo
Harry Potter for a moment, we have elder
Hermione, with greater, deeper Heritage - who speaks of
Grace! (For your reading pleasure)
Hermione - What! have I twice said well? when was't before?
I prithee tell me; cram's with praise, and make's
As fat as tame things: one good deed, dying tongueless,
Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that.
Our praises are our wages: you may ride's
With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere
With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal:
My last good deed was to entreat his stay:
What was my first? it has an elder sister,
Or I mistake you: O! would her name were
Grace.
But once before I spoke to the purpose: when?
Nay, let me have't; I long. (Winters' Tale / Shakespeare)