William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
O, it is excellent
To have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous
To use it like read more
O, it is excellent
To have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous
To use it like a giant.
I'll never
Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand
As is a man were author read more
I'll never
Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand
As is a man were author of himself
And knew no other kin.
To be, or not to be--that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
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To be, or not to be--that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep--
No more--and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to.
Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!
Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!
With this there grows
In my most ill-compos'd affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
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With this there grows
In my most ill-compos'd affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands,
Desire his jewels, and this other's house,
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more, that I should forge
Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal,
Destroying them for wealth.
You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like
the fashion of your garments.
You, sir, I entertain for one of my hundred; only I do not like
the fashion of your garments.
When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how
In this our pinching cave read more
When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how
In this our pinching cave shall we discourse
The freezing hours away?
I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,
And dressed myself in such humility
That I did read more
And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,
And dressed myself in such humility
That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts,
Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths
Even in the presence of the crowned king.
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention! -King Henry V. Prologue.
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention! -King Henry V. Prologue.
