William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt,
Since riches point to misery and contempt?
Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt,
Since riches point to misery and contempt?
A heart unspotted is not easily daunted.
A heart unspotted is not easily daunted.
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.
Stained
With grief, that's beauty's canter.
Stained
With grief, that's beauty's canter.
A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
In the end truth will out.
In the end truth will out.
We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.
We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.
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.
We ne'er shall look upon his like again.
We ne'er shall look upon his like again.
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.
