William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Against self-slaughter
There is a prohibition so divine
That cravens my weak hand.
Against self-slaughter
There is a prohibition so divine
That cravens my weak hand.
In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, read more
In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth; and by adventuring both, I oft found both. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' th' sun,
And bleat the one at th' other. What read more
We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' th' sun,
And bleat the one at th' other. What we changed
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dreamed
That any did.
Yet will she blush, here be it said,
To bear her secrets so bewrayed.
Yet will she blush, here be it said,
To bear her secrets so bewrayed.
Shall remain!
Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you
His absolute 'shall'?
Shall remain!
Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Mark you
His absolute 'shall'?
Give me the cups,
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the cannoneer read more
Give me the cups,
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the cannoneer without,
The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth,
'Now the king drinks to Hamlet.'
An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye: Give him read more
An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye: Give him a little earth for charity! -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That in a spleen read more
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, Behold! The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.
They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
But bear-like I must fight the course.
They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly,
But bear-like I must fight the course.
Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite
By bare imagination of a feast?
Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite
By bare imagination of a feast?
