William Shakespeare

With foreheads villanous low. -The Tempest. Act iv. Sc. 1.

With foreheads villanous low. -The Tempest. Act iv. Sc. 1.

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my read more

O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

More matter for a May morning.

More matter for a May morning.

Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.

Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.

If thou couldst, doctor, cast
The water of my land, find her disease,
And purge it to read more

If thou couldst, doctor, cast
The water of my land, find her disease,
And purge it to a sound and pristine health,
I would applaud thee to the very echo,
That should applaud you again.