William Shakespeare

A little gale will soon disperse that cloud
And blow it to the source from whence it came.
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A little gale will soon disperse that cloud
And blow it to the source from whence it came.
Thy very beams will dry those vapors up,
For every cloud engenders not a storm.

To apprehend thus
Draws us a profit from all things we see,
And often, to our comfort, read more

To apprehend thus
Draws us a profit from all things we see,
And often, to our comfort, shall we find
The sharded beetle in a safer hold
Than is the full-winged eagle.

But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth;
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles,
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But truer stars did govern Proteus' birth;
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles,
His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate,
His tears pure messengers sent from his heart,
His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.

Like a fair house, built on another man's ground. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Like a fair house, built on another man's ground. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Thou dost shame
That bloody spoil. Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
Thou little valiant, great in read more

Thou dost shame
That bloody spoil. Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward!
Thou little valiant, great in villainy!
Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!
Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight
But when her humorous ladyship is by
To teach thee safety!