William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.
Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked read more
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop!
O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop!
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.
Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel.
Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel.
Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.
Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.
