William Shakespeare

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

And wer't not madness then
To make the fox surveyor of the fold.

And wer't not madness then
To make the fox surveyor of the fold.

In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1.

In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.

Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. read more

Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.