William Shakespeare

Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.

Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.

To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail
In monumental mockery.

To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail
In monumental mockery.

I charge thee, Satan, housed within this man,
To yield possession to my holy prayers,
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I charge thee, Satan, housed within this man,
To yield possession to my holy prayers,
And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight.
I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven.

By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
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By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if me my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But if it be a sin to covet honor,
I am the most offending soul alive.

Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.