William Shakespeare

The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their read more

The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.

Discomfort guides my tongue
And bids me speak of nothing but despair.

Discomfort guides my tongue
And bids me speak of nothing but despair.

That it shall hold companionship in peace With honour, as in war. -Coriolanus. Act iii. Sc. 2.

That it shall hold companionship in peace With honour, as in war. -Coriolanus. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.

Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.

And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stol'n out of holy writ,
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And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends, stol'n out of holy writ,
And seem a saint when most I play the devil.