William Shakespeare

But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
Could penetrate read more

But neither bended knees, pure hands held up,
Sad sighs, deep groans, nor silver-shedding tears,
Could penetrate her uncompassionate sire.

Foul whisp'rings are abroad.

Foul whisp'rings are abroad.

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy,
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Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich, not gaudy,
For the apparel oft proclaims the man,
And they in France of the best rank and station
Are of a most select and generous chief in that.

Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.

Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.

Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!

Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!