William Shakespeare

Some book there is that she desires to see.
Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.
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Some book there is that she desires to see.
Which is it, girl, of these? Open them, boy.
But thou art deeper read and better skilled:
Come and take choice of all my library,
And so beguile thy sorrow, till the heavens
Reveal the damned contriver of this deed.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Weariness
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.

Weariness
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.

Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.

Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.

Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.

Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.