William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
He has strangled
His language in his tears.
He has strangled
His language in his tears.
Like a dull actor now,
I have forgot my part, and I am out,
Even to a read more
Like a dull actor now,
I have forgot my part, and I am out,
Even to a full disgrace.
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes read more
A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.
How quickly nature falls into revolt
When gold becomes her object!
For this the foolish overcareful fathers
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How quickly nature falls into revolt
When gold becomes her object!
For this the foolish overcareful fathers
Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care.
Their bones with industry.
For this they have engrossed and piled up
The cankered heaps of strange-achieved gold;
For this they have been thoughtful to invest
Their sons with arts and martial exercises.
See what a rent the envious Casca made.
See what a rent the envious Casca made.
Brevity is the soul of wit.
Brevity is the soul of wit.
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?
I am Sir Oracle,
And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
I am Sir Oracle,
And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest for ever. -King Henry IV. read more
It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest for ever. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 2.
