William Shakespeare

He makes a July's day short as December,
And with his varying childness cures in me
Thoughts read more

He makes a July's day short as December,
And with his varying childness cures in me
Thoughts that would thick my blood.

With bag and baggage. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

With bag and baggage. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.

If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 1.

A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is read more

A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is out. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado read more

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.