William Shakespeare

As for a camel To thread the postern of a small needle's eye. -King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 5.

As for a camel To thread the postern of a small needle's eye. -King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 5.

I dote on his very absence, and I wish them a fair departure.

I dote on his very absence, and I wish them a fair departure.

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge read more

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.

Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.

But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
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But mine, and mine I loved, and mine I praised,
And mine that I was proud on--mine so much
That I myself was to myself not mine,
Valuing of her--why she, O, she is fall'n
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again,
And salt too little which may season give
To her foul tainted flesh!