William Shakespeare

I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swerving.

I have offended reputation,
A most unnoble swerving.

Merciful heaven,
Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt
Splits the unwedgeable and gnarled oak
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Merciful heaven,
Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt
Splits the unwedgeable and gnarled oak
Than the soft myrtle; but man, proud man,
Dressed in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he's most assured
His glassy essence--like an angry ape
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens,
would all themselves laugh mortal.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be
silent, that you may hear.

Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be
silent, that you may hear.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.

But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in
To saucy doubts and fears.