William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enriched it too. She gave it me and said
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Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enriched it too. She gave it me and said
She prized it once.
Still harping on my daughter.
Still harping on my daughter.
What's done cannot be undone.
What's done cannot be undone.
The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;
His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be.
The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;
His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be.
It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
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It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles we enjoy it; but being lacked and lost,
Why, then we rack the value.
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
One heat another heat expels.
One heat another heat expels.
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
'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.
How far that little candle throws its beams;
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
How far that little candle throws its beams;
So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
