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 early village cock Hath twice done salutation to the morn. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.

The early village cock Hath twice done salutation to the morn. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.

Love is a spirit of all compact of fire.

Love is a spirit of all compact of fire.

What, man, defy the devil? Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

What, man, defy the devil? Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

The shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife.

The shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife.