William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
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He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
The sweat of industry would dry and die,
But for the end it works to.
The sweat of industry would dry and die,
But for the end it works to.
Preferment goes by letter and affection,
And not by old gradation, where each second
Stood heir to read more
Preferment goes by letter and affection,
And not by old gradation, where each second
Stood heir to th's first.
And what love can do, that does love attempt.
And what love can do, that does love attempt.
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop!
O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop!
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
