William Shakespeare

Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.

Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders, where it is.

Such an exploit have I in hand, Ligarius,
Had you a healthful ear to hear of it.

Such an exploit have I in hand, Ligarius,
Had you a healthful ear to hear of it.

He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

He that wants money, means, and content is without three good friends. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Make me to see't; or at the least so prove it
That the probation bear no hinge nor loop
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Make me to see't; or at the least so prove it
That the probation bear no hinge nor loop
To hang a doubt on--or woe upon thy life!

Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite
By bare imagination of a feast?

Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite
By bare imagination of a feast?