William Shakespeare

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning;
One pain is less'ned by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, read more

Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning;
One pain is less'ned by another's anguish;
Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning;
One desperate grief cures with another's languish.

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

What wound did ever heal but my degrees?

I have touched the highest point of all my greatness; And from that full meridian of my glory I haste read more

I have touched the highest point of all my greatness; And from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting: I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house,
I could a tale read more

But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.