William Shakespeare

Here comes one with a paper: God give him grace to groan!

Here comes one with a paper: God give him grace to groan!

I give this heavy weight from off my head
And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand,
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I give this heavy weight from off my head
And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand,
The pride of kingly sway from out my heart.
With mine own tears I wash away my balm,
With mine own hands I give away my crown,
With mine own tongue deny my sacred state,
With mine own breath release all duty's rites.

To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures. -King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 2.

To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures. -King Henry VIII. Act v. Sc. 2.

Yet do I fear thy nature.
It is too full o' th' milk of human kindness
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Yet do I fear thy nature.
It is too full o' th' milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way.

Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.