William Shakespeare

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

I am disgraced, impeached, and baffled here;
Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear,
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I am disgraced, impeached, and baffled here;
Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear,
The which no balm can cure but his heart-blood
Which breathed this poison.

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.

If music be the food of love, play on.

If music be the food of love, play on.

She bears a duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart she scorns our poverty.

She bears a duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart she scorns our poverty.