William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything.
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel.
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.
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.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
Truth is a dog that must to kennel. He must be whipped, when
Lady, the brach, may stand by read more
Truth is a dog that must to kennel. He must be whipped, when
Lady, the brach, may stand by the fire and stink.
But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?
But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?
