William Shakespeare

I was now a coward on instinct. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

I was now a coward on instinct. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
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O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:
Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine
Yet keeps his book uncrossed.

Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
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Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
The sinewy vigor of the traveller.

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4.

For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.