William Shakespeare

Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt,
Since riches point to misery and contempt?

Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt,
Since riches point to misery and contempt?

Yet looks he like a king. Behold, his eye,
As bright as is the eagle's lightens forth
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Yet looks he like a king. Behold, his eye,
As bright as is the eagle's lightens forth
Controlling majesty.

Bosom upon my counsel;
You'll find it wholesome.

Bosom upon my counsel;
You'll find it wholesome.

Sweets to the sweet! Farewell.

Sweets to the sweet! Farewell.

For never anything can be amiss, When simpleness and duty tender it. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

For never anything can be amiss, When simpleness and duty tender it. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.