William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
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O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:
Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine
Yet keeps his book uncrossed.
That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence.
That which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in. and the best of me is diligence.
Of moving accidents by flood and field.
Of moving accidents by flood and field.
I am your host.
With robber's hands in my hospitable favors
You should not ruffle thus.
I am your host.
With robber's hands in my hospitable favors
You should not ruffle thus.
Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love.
Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love.
By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night
Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard
Than can read more
By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night
Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard
Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers
Armed in proof and led by shallow Richmond.
So soon as ever thou seest him, draw; and as thou draw'st, swear
horrible; for it comes to pass read more
So soon as ever thou seest him, draw; and as thou draw'st, swear
horrible; for it comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a
swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more
approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.
They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. -The Merchant of Venice. Act read more
They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. -Troilus and Cressida. Act iii. Sc. 3.
