William Shakespeare

Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon me.
Here, love, thou seest how diligent I am
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Pluck up thy spirits, look cheerfully upon me.
Here, love, thou seest how diligent I am
To dress thy meat myself and bring it thee.

Fie, fie upon her!
There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks. read more

Fie, fie upon her!
There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks. Her wanton spirits look out
At every joint and motive of her body.

So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown
When judges have been babes; great floods have flown
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So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown
When judges have been babes; great floods have flown
From simple sources, and great seas have dried
When miracles have by the greatest been denied.

The silence often of pure innocence
Persuades, when speaking fails.

The silence often of pure innocence
Persuades, when speaking fails.

'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases
Are grown so catching.

'Tis time to give 'em physic, their diseases
Are grown so catching.