William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
'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.
We ne'er shall look upon his like again.
We ne'er shall look upon his like again.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
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.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil.
Wise men ne'er wail their present woes.
Wise men ne'er wail their present woes.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.
Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?
Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?
