William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
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.
With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
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.
Weariness
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.
Weariness
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth
Finds the down pillow hard.
Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.
Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man,
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Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man,
And bitter shame hath spoiled the sweet world's taste,
That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
