William Shakespeare

Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell
Civil dissension is a viperous worm
That gnaws the read more

Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell
Civil dissension is a viperous worm
That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.

Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest,
From his moist cabinet mounts up on high
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Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest,
From his moist cabinet mounts up on high
And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast
The sun ariseth in his majesty;
Who doth the world so gloriously behold
That cedar tops and hills seem burnished gold.

The pleasing punishment that women bear. -The Comedy of Errors. Act i. Sc. 1.

The pleasing punishment that women bear. -The Comedy of Errors. Act i. Sc. 1.

Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.

Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.