William Shakespeare

If this is a crush, then I don't know if I could take the real thing if it happens.

If this is a crush, then I don't know if I could take the real thing if it happens.

But now will canker sorrow eat my bud
And chase the native beauty from his cheek,
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But now will canker sorrow eat my bud
And chase the native beauty from his cheek,
And he will look as hollow as a ghost,
As dim and meagre as an ague's fit,
And so he'll die; and rising so again,
When I shall meet him in the court of heaven
I shall not know him.

And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale, and this cuff was but
to knock at your ear, and beseech read more

And therefore 'tis called a sensible tale, and this cuff was but
to knock at your ear, and beseech listening.

What a taking was he in when your husband asked who was in the basket! -The Merry Wives of Windsor. read more

What a taking was he in when your husband asked who was in the basket! -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iii. Sc. 3.

Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God,
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.

Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God,
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.