William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Now it is the time of night
That the graves, all gaping wide,
Every one lets forth read more
Now it is the time of night
That the graves, all gaping wide,
Every one lets forth his sprite,
In the churchway paths to glide.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself. -King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. read more
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself. -King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1.
Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a
goose-pen, no matter.
Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a
goose-pen, no matter.
What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.
What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.
O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
He hath eaten me out of house and home; he hath put all of my
substance into that fat read more
He hath eaten me out of house and home; he hath put all of my
substance into that fat belly of his.
As long as there is a chance of the world getting through its
troubles, I hold that a reasonable read more
As long as there is a chance of the world getting through its
troubles, I hold that a reasonable man must behave as though he
were sure of it. If at the end your cheerfulness was not
justified, at any rate you will have been cheerful.
Many-headed multitude. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Many-headed multitude. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his read more
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Hold, there is the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou
halfpenny purse of wit, thou pigeon-egg of read more
Hold, there is the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou
halfpenny purse of wit, thou pigeon-egg of discretion.
