William Shakespeare

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I know
a hawk from a handsaw.

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I know
a hawk from a handsaw.

We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
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We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
And good from bad find no partition.

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve.
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve.
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.

He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity. -King Henry IV. Part II. read more

He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iv. Sc. 4.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. -The Tempest. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. -The Tempest. Act ii. Sc. 2.