William Shakespeare

His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
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His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!

Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!

Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Before the curing of a strong disease,
Even in the instant of repair and health,
The fit read more

Before the curing of a strong disease,
Even in the instant of repair and health,
The fit is strongest. Evils that take leave,
On their departure most of all show evil.

Will fortune never come with both hands full,
But write her fair words still in foulest letters?
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Will fortune never come with both hands full,
But write her fair words still in foulest letters?
She either gives a stomach and no food--
Such are the poor, in health--or else a feast
And takes away the stomach-- such are the rich,
That have abundance, and enjoy it not.