William Shakespeare

Let music sound while he doth make his choice;
Then if he lose he makes a swanlike end,
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Let music sound while he doth make his choice;
Then if he lose he makes a swanlike end,
Fading in music.

No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;
Then howsome'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
I shall read more

No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk;
Then howsome'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
I shall digest it.

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

Come, our stomachs
Will make what's homely savory.

Come, our stomachs
Will make what's homely savory.

I think the King is but a man as I am: the violet smells to him as it doth to read more

I think the King is but a man as I am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me.