William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
I wished your venison better--it was ill killed.
I wished your venison better--it was ill killed.
O, he's a limb that has but a disease:
Mortal, to cut it off; to cure it, easy.
O, he's a limb that has but a disease:
Mortal, to cut it off; to cure it, easy.
I see, sir, you are liberal in offers.
You taught me first to beg, and now methinks
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I see, sir, you are liberal in offers.
You taught me first to beg, and now methinks
You teach me how a beggar should be answered.
Time is the justice that examines all offenders.
Time is the justice that examines all offenders.
These are the forgeries of jealousy;
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, read more
These are the forgeries of jealousy;
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,
By paved fountain or by rushy brook,
Or in the beached margent of the sea,
To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,
But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
He is so plaguy proud that the death-tokens of it
Cry 'No recovery.'
He is so plaguy proud that the death-tokens of it
Cry 'No recovery.'
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Who knows himself a braggart,
Let him fear this; for it will come to pass
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Who knows himself a braggart,
Let him fear this; for it will come to pass
That every braggart shall be found an ass.
A virtuous and a Christianlike conclusion--
To pray for them that have done scathe to us.
A virtuous and a Christianlike conclusion--
To pray for them that have done scathe to us.
