William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
Of habit's devil.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
Of habit's devil.
For 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness.
For 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness.
Breaking his oath and resolution, like
A twist of rotten silk.
Breaking his oath and resolution, like
A twist of rotten silk.
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has read more
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has on his tail.
But man, proud man,
Drest in a little brief authority,--
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
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But man, proud man,
Drest in a little brief authority,--
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As make the angels weep.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Some falls the means are happier to rise.
Some falls the means are happier to rise.
I know myself now, and I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still read more
I know myself now, and I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.
