William Shakespeare

Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back
When gold and silver becks me to come on.

Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back
When gold and silver becks me to come on.

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And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

Unkindness may do much;
And his unkindness may defeat my life,
But never taint my love.

Unkindness may do much;
And his unkindness may defeat my life,
But never taint my love.

Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again? -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1.

Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again? -Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1.

Simply the thing I am shall make me live.

Simply the thing I am shall make me live.