William Shakespeare

The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
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The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Burned on the water: the poop was beaten gold;
Purple the sails, and so perfumed that
The winds were lovesick with them; the oars were silver,
Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made
The water which they beat to follow faster,
As amorous of their strokes.

He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a read more

He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.

I saw young Harry with his visor up.

I saw young Harry with his visor up.

It had a dying fall;
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
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It had a dying fall;
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odor.

Shall I say to Caesar
What you require of him? For he partly begs
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Shall I say to Caesar
What you require of him? For he partly begs
To be desired to give. It much would please him
That of his fortunes you should make a staff
To lean upon.