William Shakespeare

This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.

This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.

Be it not in thy care. Go,
I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
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Be it not in thy care. Go,
I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.

You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant!
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
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You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant!
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true as steel.

'Tis meet
That noble minds keep ever with their likes:
For who so firm that cannot be read more

'Tis meet
That noble minds keep ever with their likes:
For who so firm that cannot be seduced?

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.