William Shakespeare

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

I cannot, nor I will not hold me still;
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.

I cannot, nor I will not hold me still;
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

It may do good; pride hath no other glass
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
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It may do good; pride hath no other glass
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees.

Another lean unwashed artificer. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Another lean unwashed artificer. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.