William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel.
The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel.
Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enriched it too. She gave it me and said
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Her pretty action did outsell her gift,
And yet enriched it too. She gave it me and said
She prized it once.
One heat another heat expels.
One heat another heat expels.
The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;
His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be.
The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;
His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be.
It so falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
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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.
'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.
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle--and is not a
buff jerkin in a most read more
As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle--and is not a
buff jerkin in a most sweet robe of durance?
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.
O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.
