William Shakespeare

A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the
very ice of chastity is in them.

A nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the
very ice of chastity is in them.

I ask, that I might waken reverence,
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush
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I ask, that I might waken reverence,
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush
Modest as morning when she coldly eyes
The youthful Phoebus,
Which is that god in office, guiding men?

Mine host of the Garter. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 1.

Mine host of the Garter. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 1.

My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace.
Leave gormandizing.

Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace.
Leave gormandizing.