William Shakespeare

A stirring dwarf we do allowance give
Before a sleeping giant.

A stirring dwarf we do allowance give
Before a sleeping giant.

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind!
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind!
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.

For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.

For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.

There was speech in their dumbness, language in their very
gesture.

There was speech in their dumbness, language in their very
gesture.

Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.

Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.