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William Shakespeare
Alas! 'tis true...
Alas! 'tis true I have gone here and there,
And made myself a motley to the view.
Thus have I...
Thus have I had thee, as a dream doth flatter,
In sleep a king, but, waking, no such...
And simple truth...
And simple truth miscalled simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill.
Rough winds do...
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
Source: Sonnet 18, Shall I Compare...
Tis better to...
Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed,
When not to be receives reproach of being.
For we, which...
For we, which now behold these present days,
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to...
When to the...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a...
The summer's flower...
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itself it only live and die.
Time's thievish progress...
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Source: Sonnet 77.
-- William Shakespeare,...
But since he...
But since he died, and poets better prove,
Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his...
One touch of...
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin,
That all with one consent praise newborn...
My mind is...
My mind is troubled, like a fountain stirred;
And I myself see not the bottom of it.
The baby figure...
The baby figure of the giant mass
Of things to come at large.
Source: Troilus...
Thus to persist<br>In...
Thus to persist
In doing wrong extenuates not wrong,
But makes it much more heavy.
O world, world!...
O world, world! thus is the poor agent despised. O traitors and bawds, how earnestly are you set a-work, and how ill...
To be wise,...
To be wise, and love,
Exceeds man's might.
Source: Troilus and Cressida, III....
I am giddy,...
I am giddy, expectation whirls me round.
The imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my...
That she belov'd...
That she belov'd knows nought that knows not this: Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it...
Tis mad idolatry<br>To...
Tis mad idolatry
To make the service greater than the god.
Source: Troilus and...
Perseverance, dear my...
Perseverance, dear my lord,
Keeps honour bright: to have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty...