William Shakespeare

For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
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For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

Breaking his oath and resolution, like
A twist of rotten silk.

Breaking his oath and resolution, like
A twist of rotten silk.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.

I'll give thee armor to keep off that word;
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy,
To comfort thee, though read more

I'll give thee armor to keep off that word;
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy,
To comfort thee, though thou art banished.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.