William Shakespeare

O, hell! to choose love by another's eyes. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.

O, hell! to choose love by another's eyes. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.

Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?

Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?

Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking.
I shall be out of heart shortly, read more

Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking.
I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no
strength to repent.

She bears a duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart she scorns our poverty.

She bears a duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart she scorns our poverty.

You taught me language, and my profit on't
Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you
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You taught me language, and my profit on't
Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you
For learning me your language!