William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
If it be honor in your wars to seem
The same you are not,--which, for your best ends,
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If it be honor in your wars to seem
The same you are not,--which, for your best ends,
You adopt your policy--how is it less or worse,
That it shall hold companionship in peace
With honour, as in war: since that to both
It stands in like request?
Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!
Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!
It is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation read more
It is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Would the cook were o' my mind!
Would the cook were o' my mind!
O Regan, she hath tied
Sharp-toothed unkindness, like a vulture, here.
O Regan, she hath tied
Sharp-toothed unkindness, like a vulture, here.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth; But like of each read more
At Christmas I no more desire a rose Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth; But like of each thing that in season grows. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swerving.
I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swerving.
