William Shakespeare

Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look
Upon that read more

Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look
Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?

And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stol'n out of holy writ,
And read more

And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stol'n out of holy writ,
And seem a saint when most I play the devil.

If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I 'll be hanged. -King Henry IV. read more

If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I 'll be hanged. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 2.

On Tuesday last
A falcon, now tow'ring in her pride of place,
Was by a mousing owl read more

On Tuesday last
A falcon, now tow'ring in her pride of place,
Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed.

I go, I go, look how I go,
Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.

I go, I go, look how I go,
Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow.