William Shakespeare

Like the lily
That once was mistress of the field and flourished,
I'll hang my head and read more

Like the lily
That once was mistress of the field and flourished,
I'll hang my head and perish.

Those he commands move only in command,
Nothing in live. Now does he feel his title
Hang read more

Those he commands move only in command,
Nothing in live. Now does he feel his title
Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
Upon a dwarfish thief.

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!

O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!