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Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire,
Begin it with weak straws.

Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire,
Begin it with weak straws.

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle--and is not a
buff jerkin in a most read more

As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle--and is not a
buff jerkin in a most sweet robe of durance?

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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Some men plant an opinion they seem to erradicate.

Some men plant an opinion they seem to erradicate.

by George Herbert Found in: General Sayings,
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He will be beloved when he is no more.

He will be beloved when he is no more.

by Unknown Found in: General Sayings,
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O wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as ithers see us!
It wad read more

O wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as ithers see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us.
And foolish notion;
What airs in dress and gait wad lea'e us,
And ev'n devotion!

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No money, no Swiss.
[Fr., Point d'argent, point de Suisse.]

No money, no Swiss.
[Fr., Point d'argent, point de Suisse.]

by Jean Baptiste Racine Found in: General Sayings,
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A fool's bolt is soon shot.

A fool's bolt is soon shot.

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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Weeds are shallow-rooted,
Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden,
And choke the herbs for want read more

Weeds are shallow-rooted,
Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden,
And choke the herbs for want of husbandry.

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last read more

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.

by William Shakespeare Found in: General Sayings,
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