William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude:
Thy read more
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude:
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked read more
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
We do pray for mercy,
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds read more
We do pray for mercy,
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
'Tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to drink; but I tell you,
my lord fool, out of read more
'Tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to drink; but I tell you,
my lord fool, out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower,
safety.
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
The eagle suffers little birds to sing,
And is not careful what they mean thereby.
Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.
Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.
For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man, that mocks at it, and sets it light.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
