William Shakespeare

I had rather be a kitten and cry mew Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers. -King Henry IV. Part read more

I had rather be a kitten and cry mew Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth;
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles,
His love read more

But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth;
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles,
His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate,
His tears pure messengers sent from his heart,
His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.

Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
Sorrow so royally read more

Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
Sorrow so royally in you appears
That I will deeply put the fashion on
And wear it in my heart.

Come, we burn daylight, ho!
Nay, that's not so.
I mean, sir, in delay
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Come, we burn daylight, ho!
Nay, that's not so.
I mean, sir, in delay
We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.

Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;
For, on their answer, will we set on them,
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Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;
For, on their answer, will we set on them,
And God befriend us as our cause is just!