William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings.
Present fears
Are less than horrible imaginings.
The hair that covers the wit is more than the wit, for the
greater hides the less.
The hair that covers the wit is more than the wit, for the
greater hides the less.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
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.
Wise men ne'er wail their present woes.
Wise men ne'er wail their present woes.
'Tis not long after
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve,
For daws to peck read more
'Tis not long after
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve,
For daws to peck at.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
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.
