William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. read more
Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow read more
Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea
Till that the weary very means do ebb?
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.--
This grave shall have a living monument.
An hour read more
Good Gertrude, set some watch over your son.--
This grave shall have a living monument.
An hour of quiet shortly shall we see;
Till then in patience our proceeding be.
Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure
Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure
You play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your tongue to win me.
You play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your tongue to win me.
As Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece, And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell, And twenty more such names read more
As Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece, And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell, And twenty more such names and men as these Which never were, nor no man ever saw. -The Taming of the Shrew. Induc. Sc. 2.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
I will play the swan,
And die in music.
I will play the swan,
And die in music.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
To be or not to be that is the question. Whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer the read more
To be or not to be that is the question. Whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer the stings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or take up arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing them, end them. Hamlet
