William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; read more
And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is read more
A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is out. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.
Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop,
Not to outsport discretion.
Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop,
Not to outsport discretion.
The spirit that I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
T' assume read more
The spirit that I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
T' assume a pleasing shape, yea, and perhaps
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,
As he is very potent with such spirits,
Abuses me to damn me.
I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think there read more
I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think there be six Richmonds in the field. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 4.
Must I hold a candle to my shames? -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.
Must I hold a candle to my shames? -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 6.
Like the lily
That once was mistress of the field and flourished,
I'll hang my head and read more
Like the lily
That once was mistress of the field and flourished,
I'll hang my head and perish.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it read more
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts--suspects, yet strongly loves!
What, man! more water glideth by the mill
That wots the miller of; and easy it is
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What, man! more water glideth by the mill
That wots the miller of; and easy it is
Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know:
Though Bassianus be the emperor's brother,
Better then he have worn Vulcan's badge.
