William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious read more
Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life, exempt from human haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Custom will reconcile people to any atrocity; and fashion will
drive them to acquire any custom.
Custom will reconcile people to any atrocity; and fashion will
drive them to acquire any custom.
He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.
He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.
His legs bestrid the ocean: his reared arm
Crested the world: his voice was propertied
As all read more
His legs bestrid the ocean: his reared arm
Crested the world: his voice was propertied
As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends;
But when he meant to quail and shake the orb,
He was as rattling thunder.
More matter for a May morning.
More matter for a May morning.
When thou cam'st first,
Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me
Water with read more
When thou cam'st first,
Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me
Water with berries in't; and teach me how
To name the bigger light, and how the less,
That burn by day and night; and then I loved thee
And showed thee all the qualities o' th' isle,
The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils read more
Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils cannot plague them better.
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
But thou know'st this,
'Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
But thou know'st this,
'Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
