William Shakespeare

Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never read more

Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.

What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.

What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.

Would he were fatter! But I fear him not.
Yet if my name were liable to fear,
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Would he were fatter! But I fear him not.
Yet if my name were liable to fear,
I do not know the man I should avoid
So soon as that spare Cassius.

Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.

Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.

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.