William Shakespeare

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass
But still remember what the Lord hath done.

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass
But still remember what the Lord hath done.

In my mind's eye, Horatio.

In my mind's eye, Horatio.

At lovers' perjuries,
They say Jove laughs.

At lovers' perjuries,
They say Jove laughs.

And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. read more

And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.

An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you. -Twelfth read more

An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 5.