William Shakespeare

Henceforth, I'll bear
Affliction till it do cry out itself,
'Enough, enough, and die.'

Henceforth, I'll bear
Affliction till it do cry out itself,
'Enough, enough, and die.'

It is a pretty mocking of the life.

It is a pretty mocking of the life.

Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter: that read more

Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter: that when he speaks, The air, a chartered libertine, is still. -King Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1.

O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, break at once!
To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty!
Vile read more

O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, break at once!
To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty!
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here,
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!

Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools. -As You Like It. Act read more

Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools. -As You Like It. Act v. Sc. 4.