William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
And maidens call it--Love in idleness.
And maidens call it--Love in idleness.
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
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O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
Fast bind, fast find--
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
Fast bind, fast find--
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.
The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.
Talkers are no good doers.
Talkers are no good doers.
Nothing can come of nothing.
Nothing can come of nothing.
Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.
Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
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Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing.
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.
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.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
