William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Springes to catch woodcocks.
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.
O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop!
O churl! drink all; and leave no friendly drop!
Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.
The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
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For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest read more
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught:
Our sweetest songs are those which tell of saddest thought.
Oh what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
Oh what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
