William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Every why hath a wherefore. -The Comedy of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Every why hath a wherefore. -The Comedy of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 2.
It fits us therefore ripely
Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness.
It fits us therefore ripely
Our chariots and our horsemen be in readiness.
By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy
The tongues of soothers! but a braver place
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By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy
The tongues of soothers! but a braver place
In my heart's love hath no man than yourself.
Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
When well-apparelled April on the heel
Of limping Winter read more
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
When well-apparelled April on the heel
Of limping Winter treads, even such delight
Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night
Inherit at my house.
Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! -King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.
Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! -King Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.
Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If read more
Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.
The little foolery that wise men have makes a great show. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
The little foolery that wise men have makes a great show. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day.
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain read more
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day.
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn, and near approaches
The subject of our watch.
But something may be done that we will not;
And sometimes we are devils to ourselves
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But something may be done that we will not;
And sometimes we are devils to ourselves
When we will tempt the frailty of our powers,
Presuming on their changeful potency.
A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. -Love's Labour 's Lost. read more
A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
