William Shakespeare

If half thy outward graces had been placed
About the thoughts and counsels of thy heart.

If half thy outward graces had been placed
About the thoughts and counsels of thy heart.

Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive
If you will these graces to the grave,
And leave read more

Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive
If you will these graces to the grave,
And leave the world no copy.

From the still-vexed Bermoothes. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.

From the still-vexed Bermoothes. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.

In the end truth will out.

In the end truth will out.

Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,
Brags of his substance, not of ornament.
They are read more

Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,
Brags of his substance, not of ornament.
They are but beggars that can count their worth;
But my true love is grown to such excess
I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.