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Awake, awake, English nobility! Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot.
Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark.
If thou engrossest all the griefs are thine, Thou robb'st me of a moiety.
There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave.
It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover.
Rest you fair, good signior; Your worship was the last man in our mouths.
O horror! Horror! Horror! Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee!
I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats; If it be man's work, I'll do't.
O that a lady, of one man refused, Should of another therefore be abused!
Rude am I in my speech, And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace.
what cannot be saved when fate takes, patience her injury a mockery makes
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation.
I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.
Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I; every man to his business.
Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket picked?
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.
He does me double wrong That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught?
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand! Oh, oh, oh!
The art of our necessities is strange That can make vile things precious.
The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And Nature must obey necessity.
There was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.
An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.
No place indeed should murder sanctuarize; Revenge should have no bounds.
To have seen much and to have nothing is to have rich eyes and poor hands.
I have nothing Of woman in me; now from head to foot I am marble-constant.
Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow!.
As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.
People’s good deeds we write in water. The evil deeds are etched in brass.
Though it make the unskillful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
No stony bulwark can resist the love, and love dares what anyone can love.
Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; With them forgive yourself.
You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair.
Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire, Begin it with weak straws.
We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail.
The force of his own merit makes his way-a gift that heaven gives for him.
Flout 'em, and scout 'em; and scout 'em, and flout 'em; / Thought is free.
For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
Thou seest I have more flesh than another man, and therefore more frailty.
Make the upcoming hour overflow with joy, and let pleasure drown the brim.
I am as true as truth's simplicity, And simpler than the infancy of truth.
The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what wise men do foolishly.
O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint.
For I am fresh of spirit, and resolved To meet all perils very constantly.
Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at.
You know That I do fawn on men, and hug them hard, And after scandal them.