William Shakespeare

(Salerio:) . . . if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her
word.
(Solanio:) I would read more

(Salerio:) . . . if my gossip Report be an honest woman of her
word.
(Solanio:) I would she were as lying a gossip in that as ever
knapped ginger or made her neighbors believe she wept for the
death of a third husband.

For the rain it raineth every day. -Twelfth Night. Act v. Sc. 1.

For the rain it raineth every day. -Twelfth Night. Act v. Sc. 1.

There's some ill planet reigns.
I must be patient till the heavens look
With an aspect more read more

There's some ill planet reigns.
I must be patient till the heavens look
With an aspect more favorable.

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

So honour peereth in the meanest habit.

So honour peereth in the meanest habit.