William Shakespeare

The web of life is of mingled yarn, good and ill together.

The web of life is of mingled yarn, good and ill together.

What a case am I in. -As You Like It. Epilogue.

What a case am I in. -As You Like It. Epilogue.

Stoop, boys. This gate
Instructs you how t' adore the heavens and bows you
To a morning's read more

Stoop, boys. This gate
Instructs you how t' adore the heavens and bows you
To a morning's holy office.

What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet,
But poisoned flattery?

What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet,
But poisoned flattery?

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.