William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my King, He would not in mine age read more
Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my King, He would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
The ides of March are come.
The ides of March are come.
But Hercules himself must yield to odds;
And many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hews down read more
But Hercules himself must yield to odds;
And many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hews down and fells the hardest-timbered oak.
For 'tis the sport to have the enginer
Hoist with his own petar, and 't shall go hard
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For 'tis the sport to have the enginer
Hoist with his own petar, and 't shall go hard
But I will delve one yard below their mines
And blow them at the moon.
Come, our stomachs
Will make what's homely savory.
Come, our stomachs
Will make what's homely savory.
I do not like 'but yet, it does allay
The good precedence: fie upon 'but yet,'
'But read more
I do not like 'but yet, it does allay
The good precedence: fie upon 'but yet,'
'But yet' is as a jailer to bring forth
Some monstrous malefactor.
Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
I never heard a passion so confused,
So strange, outrageous, and so variable
As the dog Jew read more
I never heard a passion so confused,
So strange, outrageous, and so variable
As the dog Jew did utter in the streets:
'My daughter! O my ducats! O my daughter!
Fled with a Christian! O my Christian ducats!'
I have peppered two of them: two I am sure I have paid, two rogues in buckram suits. I tell read more
I have peppered two of them: two I am sure I have paid, two rogues in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face; call me horse. Thou knowest my old ward: here I lay, and thus I bore my point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me— -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.