William Shakespeare

Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
The bird of read more

Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long,
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm.
So hallowed and so gracious is that time.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Let fancy still in my sense in Lethe steep;
If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!

Let fancy still in my sense in Lethe steep;
If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!

The lady doth protest too much, me thinks

The lady doth protest too much, me thinks

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.