William Shakespeare

Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.

Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.

What infinite heart's-ease
Must kings neglect that private men enjoy!
And what have kings that privates have read more

What infinite heart's-ease
Must kings neglect that private men enjoy!
And what have kings that privates have not too,
Save ceremony, save general ceremony?

A stirring dwarf we do allowance give
Before a sleeping giant.

A stirring dwarf we do allowance give
Before a sleeping giant.

These most brisk and giddy-paced times. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 4.

These most brisk and giddy-paced times. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Fare you well, my lord, and believe this of me: there can be no
kernel in this light nut; read more

Fare you well, my lord, and believe this of me: there can be no
kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is his clothes.
Trust him not in matter of heavy consequence.