William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud read more
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not, and
our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our
virtues.
The web of life is of mingled yarn, good and ill together.
The web of life is of mingled yarn, good and ill together.
Loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
Loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.
There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.
I hate ingratitude more in man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice.
I hate ingratitude more in man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice.
The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
Weeds are shallow-rooted,
Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden,
And choke the herbs for want read more
Weeds are shallow-rooted,
Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden,
And choke the herbs for want of husbandry.
Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!
Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!
O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
Come, shepherd, let us make an honorable retreat; though not with
bag and baggage, yet with scrip and crippage.
Come, shepherd, let us make an honorable retreat; though not with
bag and baggage, yet with scrip and crippage.
