William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
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.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep,
And in his simple show he harbors treason.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep,
And in his simple show he harbors treason.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
I saw young Harry with his visor up.
I saw young Harry with his visor up.
I kissed thee, ere I killed thee.
I kissed thee, ere I killed thee.
Why, then the world's mine oyster,
Which I with sword will open.
Why, then the world's mine oyster,
Which I with sword will open.
Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.
Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
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To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
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There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.