William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
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.
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.
Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind.
Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind.
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Love's mind of judgment rarely hath a taste:
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
What! upon compulsion? No!
What! upon compulsion? No!
Revenge and wrong bring forth their kind;
The foul cubs like their parents are.
Revenge and wrong bring forth their kind;
The foul cubs like their parents are.
More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.
More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.
I will be correspondent to command.
I will be correspondent to command.
