William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
He that hath the grace of God, hath wealth enough.
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?
But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.
But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.
If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,
I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.
If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,
I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.
I follow him, to serve my turn upon him.
I follow him, to serve my turn upon him.
My high-blown pride
At length broke under me, and now has left me
Weary and old with read more
My high-blown pride
At length broke under me, and now has left me
Weary and old with service.
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.
If the tag-rag people did not clap him and hiss him, according as
he pleased and displeased them. . read more
If the tag-rag people did not clap him and hiss him, according as
he pleased and displeased them. . . . I am no true man.
A Daniel still say I, a second Daniel!
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
A Daniel still say I, a second Daniel!
I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.
It is engendered in the eyes;
By gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it read more
It is engendered in the eyes;
By gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.
