William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
For ever and a day. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.
For ever and a day. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his read more
Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;
Then, for the third part of a minute, hence--
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Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;
Then, for the third part of a minute, hence--
Some to kill canters in the musk-rose buds,
Some war with reremice for their leathren wings,
To make my small elves coats, and some keep back
The clamorous owl, that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits.
What, shall one of us,
That struck for the foremost man of all this world
But for read more
What, shall one of us,
That struck for the foremost man of all this world
But for supporting robbers--shall we now
Contaminate our fingers with base bribes,
And sell the mighty space of our large honors
For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
I could have better spared a better man. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4.
I could have better spared a better man. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 4.
As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him read more
As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious. -King Richard II. Act v. Sc. 2.
Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. read more
Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow! -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my mettle
Before so noble read more
Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my mettle
Before so noble and so great a figure
Be stamped upon it.
Thou hast damnable iteration, and art indeed able to corrupt a saint. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. read more
Thou hast damnable iteration, and art indeed able to corrupt a saint. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.
