William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
Weary of all shall want some.
He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
Weary of all shall want some.
We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.
We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.
I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop read more
I would have thee gone,
And yet no further than a wanton's bird,
Who lets it hop a little from her hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silk thread plucks it back again.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
And we must take the current when it serves;
Or lose our ventures.
And we must take the current when it serves;
Or lose our ventures.
Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their bud.
Fair ladies mask'd are roses in their bud.
Breaking his oath and resolution, like
A twist of rotten silk.
Breaking his oath and resolution, like
A twist of rotten silk.
Trust not him that hath once broken faith.
Trust not him that hath once broken faith.
Things at the worst will cease, or e'en climb upward
To what they were before.
Things at the worst will cease, or e'en climb upward
To what they were before.
