William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.--
This grave shall have a living monument.
An hour read more
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.--
This grave shall have a living monument.
An hour of quiet shortly shall we see;
Till then in patience our proceeding be.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
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Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
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O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:
Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine
Yet keeps his book uncrossed.
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the
figure of a lamb the feats read more
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the
figure of a lamb the feats of a lion. He hath indeed bettered
expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how.
I will play the swan,
And die in music.
I will play the swan,
And die in music.
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
Meeting the check of such another day;
And since read more
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
Meeting the check of such another day;
And since this business so fair is done,
Let us not leave till all our own be won.
There is thy gold--worse poison to men's souls,
Doing more murder in this loathsome world,
Than these read more
There is thy gold--worse poison to men's souls,
Doing more murder in this loathsome world,
Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.
I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none
Farewell. Buy food and get thyself in flesh.
Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?
Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say,
Two may keep counsel, putting one away?
It is a pretty mocking of the life.
It is a pretty mocking of the life.
