William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad read more
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught.
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn. -As You Like It. Act read more
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Hold, there is the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou
halfpenny purse of wit, thou pigeon-egg of read more
Hold, there is the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou
halfpenny purse of wit, thou pigeon-egg of discretion.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
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.
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
In my mind's eye, Horatio.
Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard, and many a time
Th' harmony of read more
Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard, and many a time
Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear; for several virtues
Have I liked several women; never any
With so full soul but some defect in her
Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed,
And put it to the foil.
And, may I say to thee, this pride of hers,
Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her;
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And, may I say to thee, this pride of hers,
Upon advice, hath drawn my love from her;
And, where I thought the remnant of mine age
Should have been cherished by her childlike duty,
I now am full resolved to take a wife
And turn her out to who will take her in.
He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading; Lofty and sour to them read more
He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading; Lofty and sour to them that loved him not, But to those men that sought him sweet as summer. -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. -All 's Well that Ends Well. read more
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act iv. Sc. 3.
