William Shakespeare

Who lined himself with hope, Eating the air on promise of supply. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. read more

Who lined himself with hope, Eating the air on promise of supply. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.

Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.

Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.

Go, go, good countrymen, and for this fault
Assemble all the poor men of your sort;
Draw read more

Go, go, good countrymen, and for this fault
Assemble all the poor men of your sort;
Draw them to the Tiber banks, and weep your tears
Into the channel, till the lowest stream
Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.

We have scorched the snake, not killed it.
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
read more

We have scorched the snake, not killed it.
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.

Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.

Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.