William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
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.
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look
Upon that read more
Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
'Tis just the fashion. Wherefore do you look
Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?
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.
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
Nothing can come of nothing.
Nothing can come of nothing.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has read more
What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin
than Dobbin my thill-horse has on his tail.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil.
How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
