William Shakespeare

Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford read more

Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair? -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2.

He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace. -King Henry VIII. read more

He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace. -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind.
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Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind.
What error leads must error.

Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. read more

Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.

I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church by day-light. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. read more

I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church by day-light. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.