William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles we enjoy read more
It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles we enjoy it; but being lacked and lost,
Why, then we rack the value.
I will be correspondent to command.
I will be correspondent to command.
'Tis too much proved,--that with devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
'Tis too much proved,--that with devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
Still harping on my daughter.
Still harping on my daughter.
What! upon compulsion? No!
What! upon compulsion? No!
Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape
calumny.
Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape
calumny.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting read more
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
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.
