William Shakespeare

My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Now out of this nettle, danger, will I pluck the flower, safety.

Now out of this nettle, danger, will I pluck the flower, safety.

The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

Delays have dangerous ends. -King Henry VI. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Delays have dangerous ends. -King Henry VI. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.