William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. -King Henry VI. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 1.
I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like read more
I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus And witch the world with noble horsemanship. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.
A mockery king of snow. -King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.
A mockery king of snow. -King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.
In those holy fields Over whose acres walked those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our read more
In those holy fields Over whose acres walked those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.
Nay, 'tis in a manner done already;
For many carriages he hath dispatched
To the seaside, and read more
Nay, 'tis in a manner done already;
For many carriages he hath dispatched
To the seaside, and put his cause and quarrel
To the disposing of the cardinal;
With whom yourself, myself, and other lords,
If you think meet, this afternoon will post
To consummate this business happily.
And you, enchantment,
Worthy enough a herdsman--yea, him too,
That makes himself, but for our honor therein,
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And you, enchantment,
Worthy enough a herdsman--yea, him too,
That makes himself, but for our honor therein,
Unworthy thee-if ever henceforth thou
These rural latches to his entrance open,
Or hoop his body more with thy embraces,
I will devise a death as cruel for thee
As thou art tender to't.
Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.
Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority.
'T is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in read more
'T is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow. -King Henry VIII. Act ii. Sc. 3.
If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. -King Henry IV. Part read more
If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.
I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.
