William Shakespeare

My prophecy is but half his journey yet,
For yonder walls, that pertly front your town,
Yon read more

My prophecy is but half his journey yet,
For yonder walls, that pertly front your town,
Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds,
Must kiss their own feet.

I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.

I'll potch at him some way;
Or wrath or craft may get him.

Thou hast done a deed whereat valour will weep.

Thou hast done a deed whereat valour will weep.

For ever and a day. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

For ever and a day. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.