William Shakespeare

Whip me such honest knaves!

Whip me such honest knaves!

Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.

Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.

Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron,
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Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron,
Can be retentive to the strength of spirit;
But life, being weary of these worldly bars,
Never lacks power to dismiss itself.

I dote on his very absence. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.

I dote on his very absence. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.