William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like
the fashion of your garments.
You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like
the fashion of your garments.
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the read more
Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.
Things won are done, joy's soul lies in the doing.
There's such divinity doth hedge a king
That treason can but peep to what it would,
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There's such divinity doth hedge a king
That treason can but peep to what it would,
Acts little of his will.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
Simply the thing that I am shall make me live.
Great Britain and the United States are nations separated by a
common language.
Great Britain and the United States are nations separated by a
common language.
And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
And oftentimes excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
From his cradle
He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one,
Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and read more
From his cradle
He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one,
Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading;
Lofty and sour to them that loved him not,
But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
