William Shakespeare

It is a pretty mocking of the life.

It is a pretty mocking of the life.

He that keeps not crust nor crum
Weary of all, shall want some.

He that keeps not crust nor crum
Weary of all, shall want some.

The benediction of these covering heavens
Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy
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The benediction of these covering heavens
Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy
To inlay heaven with stars.

I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like read more

I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy,
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Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy,
For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they in France of the best rank and station
Are of a most select and generous chief in that.