William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has read more
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has on his tail.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Weariness
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.
Weariness
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.
Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied read more
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
For use almost can change the stamp of nature.
For use almost can change the stamp of nature.
