William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Honesty's a fool
And loses that it works for.
Honesty's a fool
And loses that it works for.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Are not these woods
More free from peril than the envious court?
Are not these woods
More free from peril than the envious court?
O, a kiss
Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge!
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O, a kiss
Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge!
Now, by the jealous queen of heaven, that kiss
I carried from thee dear; and my true lip
Hath virgined it e'er since.
Is the sun dimmed, that gnats do fly in it?
Is the sun dimmed, that gnats do fly in it?
Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
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Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Springes to catch woodcocks.
Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
