William Shakespeare

Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.

Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.

A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is read more

A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is out. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.

Now, ye familiar spirits that are culled
Out of the powerful legions under earth,
Help me this read more

Now, ye familiar spirits that are culled
Out of the powerful legions under earth,
Help me this once, that France may get the field.

No might nor greatness in mortality
Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny
The whitest virtue strikes. What king read more

No might nor greatness in mortality
Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny
The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong
Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue?

Then westward ho!
Grace and good disposition attend your ladyship.

Then westward ho!
Grace and good disposition attend your ladyship.