William Shakespeare

Had she been light, like you,
Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit,
She might ha' been read more

Had she been light, like you,
Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit,
She might ha' been a grandam ere she died;
And so may you, for a light heart lives long.

O, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all hooping. -As You read more

O, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all hooping. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Of moving accidents by flood and field.

Of moving accidents by flood and field.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.