William Shakespeare

And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

We 'll have a swashing and a martial outside, As many other mannish cowards have. -As You Like It. Act read more

We 'll have a swashing and a martial outside, As many other mannish cowards have. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.

Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry cock-a-diddle-dowe.

Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry cock-a-diddle-dowe.

The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.

The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.

A foutre for the world and worldlings base! I speak of Africa and golden joys. -King Henry IV. Part II. read more

A foutre for the world and worldlings base! I speak of Africa and golden joys. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act v. Sc. 3.