William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act read more
A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.
My heart is ever at your service, my lord.
My heart is ever at your service, my lord.
If I can do it
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,
She shall not read more
If I can do it
By aught that I can speak in his dispraise,
She shall not long continue love to him.
Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. read more
Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2.
My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient. -The read more
My meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes
with the next block.
He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes
with the next block.
When workmen strive to do better than well,
They do confound their skill in covetousness,
And oftentimes read more
When workmen strive to do better than well,
They do confound their skill in covetousness,
And oftentimes excusing of a fault
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse,
As patches set upon a little breach
Discredit more in hiding of the fault
Than did the fault before it was so patched.
Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge read more
Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Didst thou never hear That things ill got had ever bad success? And happy always was it for that son read more
Didst thou never hear That things ill got had ever bad success? And happy always was it for that son Whose father for his hoarding went to hell? -King Henry VI. Part III. Act ii. Sc. 2.
