William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape
calumny.
Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape
calumny.
Still harping on my daughter.
Still harping on my daughter.
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
'Tis too much proved,--that with devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
'Tis too much proved,--that with devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself.
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.
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! upon compulsion? No!
What! upon compulsion? No!
