William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.
More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.
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.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
A fool's bolt is soon shot.
A fool's bolt is soon shot.
Lay her in the earth,
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring.
Lay her in the earth,
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring.
'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather.
'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather.
What! upon compulsion? No!
What! upon compulsion? No!
Fear not the future, weep not for the past.
Fear not the future, weep not for the past.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself.
Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind.
Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind.
