William Shakespeare

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

When holy and devout religious men
Are at their beads, 'tis much to draw them thence,
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When holy and devout religious men
Are at their beads, 'tis much to draw them thence,
So sweet is zealous contemplation.

I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. read more

I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Makes ill deeds done.

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Makes ill deeds done.

I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts.
I am no orator, as Brutus is,
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I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts.
I am no orator, as Brutus is,
But (as you know me all) a plain blunt man
That love my friend; and that they know full well
That gave me public leave to speak of him.