William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
What an alteration of honour has
Desperate want made!
What an alteration of honour has
Desperate want made!
Her very silence, and her patience,
Speak to the people, and they pity her.
Her very silence, and her patience,
Speak to the people, and they pity her.
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.
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted.
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us
In deepest consequence.
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us
In deepest consequence.
For murder though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ.
For murder though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ.
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.
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under read more
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
