William Shakespeare

By penitence th' Eternal's wrath's appeas'd.

By penitence th' Eternal's wrath's appeas'd.

Gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he read more

Gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long. -King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.

What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.

What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.

Fear not the future, weep not for the past.

Fear not the future, weep not for the past.

Nay, master, said not I as much when I saw the porpoise, how he
bounced and tumbled? They say read more

Nay, master, said not I as much when I saw the porpoise, how he
bounced and tumbled? They say they're half fish, half flesh. A
plague on them! They ne'er come but I look to be washed.