William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,
And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.
Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,
And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.
For use almost can change the stamp of nature.
For use almost can change the stamp of nature.
How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.
O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.
What an alteration of honour has
Desperate want made!
What an alteration of honour has
Desperate want made!
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look
Upon that read more
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look
Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?
So may the outward shows be least themselves;
The world is still deceived with ornament.
So may the outward shows be least themselves;
The world is still deceived with ornament.
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grieve.
What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grieve.
