William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
The tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
The tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony. -King Richard II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
My cake is dough. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act v. Sc. 1.
My cake is dough. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act v. Sc. 1.
When he is best, he is a little worse than a man; and when he is worst, he is little read more
When he is best, he is a little worse than a man; and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,— One foot in sea and one on shore, To read more
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,— One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 3.
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
What, wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel
than the man. But art read more
All this I see; and I see that the fashion wears out more apparel
than the man. But art not thou thyself giddy with the fashion
too, that thou hast shifted out of thy tale into telling me of
the fashion?
The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit,
The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
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The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit,
The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
My mistress made it one upon my cheek:
She is so hot because the meat is cold;
The meat is cold because you come not home;
You come not home because you have no stomach;
You have no stomach, having broke your fast;
But we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray,
Are penitent for your default to-day.
Are you drawn forth among a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offense?
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Are you drawn forth among a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offense?
Where is the evidence that doth accuse me?
What lawful quest have given their verdict up
Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced
The bitter sentence of poor Clarence's death
Before I be convict by course of law?
To threaten me with death is most unlawful:
I charge you, as you hope [to have redemption
By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins,]
That you depart, and lay no hands on me.
The deed you undertake is damnable.
All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
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All gold and silver rather turn to dirt,
An 'tis no better reckoned but of these
Who worship dirty gods.
