William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
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What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has on his tail.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
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Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none,
And some condemned for a fault alone.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.
Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.
What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
As the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Tyrants' fears
Decrease not, but grow faster than their years.
Fast bind, fast find--
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
Fast bind, fast find--
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
Here's metal more attractive.
Here's metal more attractive.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
