William Shakespeare

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.

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
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Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears
Do scald me like molten lead.

As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.

As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.

The rational hind Costard. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 2.

The rational hind Costard. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 2.

This is the short and the long of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.

This is the short and the long of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.