William Shakespeare

More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.

More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.

Now my soul hath elbow-room. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

Now my soul hath elbow-room. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.

But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?

But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?

Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
Sorrow so royally read more

Yet be sad, good brothers,
For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.
Sorrow so royally in you appears
That I will deeply put the fashion on
And wear it in my heart.

Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself.

Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself.