William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?
Some bloody passion shakes your very frame.
These are read more
Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?
Some bloody passion shakes your very frame.
These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope,
They do not point on me.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Of moving accidents by flood and field.
Of moving accidents by flood and field.
Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have
Immortal longings in me.
Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have
Immortal longings in me.
Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it read more
He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.
I see, the jewel best enamelled
Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still
That others read more
I see, the jewel best enamelled
Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still
That others touch, and often touching will
Wear gold; and no man that hath a name,
By falsehood and corruption doth it shame.
And wilt thou still be hammering treachery
To tumble down thy husband and thyself
From top of read more
And wilt thou still be hammering treachery
To tumble down thy husband and thyself
From top of honor to disgrace's feet?
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 3.
O, where is loyalty?
If it be banished from the frosty head,
Where shall it find a read more
O, where is loyalty?
If it be banished from the frosty head,
Where shall it find a harbor in the earth?
