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That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age
will bring its wrinkles to read more
That fair face will as years roll on lose its beauty, and old age
will bring its wrinkles to the brow.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
None is a foole alwaies, everyone sometimes.
None is a foole alwaies, everyone sometimes.
Drought never brought dearth.
Drought never brought dearth.
God comes to see without a bell.
God comes to see without a bell.
Fortune is never satisfied with bringing one sorrow.
Fortune is never satisfied with bringing one sorrow.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your read more
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your son gone, and he most violent author
Of his own just remove; the people muddied,
Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers
For good Polonius' death, and we have done but greenly
In hugger-mugger to inter him; poor Ophelia
Divided from herself and her fair judgment,
Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts;
Last, and as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in secret come from France,
Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds,
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
With pestilent speeches of his father's death,
Wherein necessity, of matter beggared,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear.
A drunkards purse is a bottle.
A drunkards purse is a bottle.
