William Shakespeare

I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell
And gave him what becomed love I might,
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I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell
And gave him what becomed love I might,
Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty.

The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.

The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.

To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved.

To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved.

Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

Give every man your ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

Play out the play. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Play out the play. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.