William Shakespeare

The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance read more

The setting sun, and music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
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Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
And some condemned for a fault alone.

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.

The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance.

The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance.

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows read more

O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!