William Shakespeare

Come like shadows, so depart!

Come like shadows, so depart!

Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to read more

Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to them
And show the heavens more just.

For there's no motion
That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
It is the woman's read more

For there's no motion
That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
It is the woman's part.

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What read more

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!

And where the offense is, let the great axe fall.

And where the offense is, let the great axe fall.