William Shakespeare

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will read more

Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have
A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear
As will disperse itself through all the veins
That the life-weary taker may fall dead,
And that the trunk may be discharged of breath
As violently as hasty powder fired
Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb.

O, it is excellent
To have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous
To use it like read more

O, it is excellent
To have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous
To use it like a giant.

He was not born to shame.
Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;
For 'tis a read more

He was not born to shame.
Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit;
For 'tis a throne where honor may be crowned
Sole monarch of the universal earth.

A mockery king of snow. -King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.

A mockery king of snow. -King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.

But we are all men
In our own natures frail.

But we are all men
In our own natures frail.