William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every read more
My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade
To paly ashes.
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip!
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.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
Young in limbs, in judgment old.
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?
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.
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.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
Give thy thoughts no tongue.
