William Shakespeare

The early village cock
Hath twice done salutation to the morn:
Your friends are up and buckle read more

The early village cock
Hath twice done salutation to the morn:
Your friends are up and buckle on their armor.

What our contempts do often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again.

What our contempts do often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again.

And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
[Lat., Idem Accio quod Titio jus esto.]

What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
[Lat., Idem Accio quod Titio jus esto.]

If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,
I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.

If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,
I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.