William Shakespeare

Farewell, good Salisbury, and good luck go with thee!

Farewell, good Salisbury, and good luck go with thee!

Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

The fire i' th' flint
Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
Provokes itself and read more

The fire i' th' flint
Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
Provokes itself and like the current flies
Each bound it chafes.

This guest of summer,
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve
By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath
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This guest of summer,
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve
By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath
Smells wooingly here. No jutty, frieze,
Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird
Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle.
Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed
The air is delicate.

Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.

Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.