William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
No, misery makes sport to mock itself.
No, misery makes sport to mock itself.
Mad let us grant him them, and now remains
That we find out the cause of this effect--
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Mad let us grant him them, and now remains
That we find out the cause of this effect--
Or rather say, the cause of this defect,
For this effect defective comes by cause.
Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home. -Measure for Measure. Act i. Sc. 3.
Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home. -Measure for Measure. Act i. Sc. 3.
And if you can be merry then, I'll say
A man may weep upon his wedding day.
And if you can be merry then, I'll say
A man may weep upon his wedding day.
Aggravate your choler. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Aggravate your choler. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 4.
If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I 'll be hanged. -King Henry IV. read more
If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I 'll be hanged. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 2.
And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up. -King John. read more
And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.
This is the very false gallop of verses. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
This is the very false gallop of verses. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Why, 'a stalks up and down like a peacock--a stride and a stand;
ruminates like an hostess that hath read more
Why, 'a stalks up and down like a peacock--a stride and a stand;
ruminates like an hostess that hath no arithmetic but her brain
to set down her reckoning; bites his lip with a politic regard,
as who should say, 'There were wit in this head an 'twould out';
and so there is, but it lies as coldly in him as fire in a flint,
which will not show without knocking.
When workmen strive to do better than well,
They do confound their skill in covetousness,
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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.
