William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.
That in the captain's but a choleric word,
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.
I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.
I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.
You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!
You rub the sore
When you should bring the plaster!
With taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish.
With taper-light
To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish.
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
I must be cruel only to be kind.
I must be cruel only to be kind.
One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor;
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One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor;
And so in ours, some neighboring nation,
Taking advantage of our misery,
Hath stuffed the hollow vessels with their power,
To beat us down, the which are down already;
And make a conquest of unhappy,
Whereas no glory 's got to overcome.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
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Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks;
Arm it in rags, a pygmy's straw does pierce it.
Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.
Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.
