Quotes

11 November 2014
What angel wakes me from my flow'ry bed?
11 November 2014
I see you what you are, you are too proud; But if you were the devil, you are fair.
11 November 2014
'Tis the curse of service, Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each second Stood heir to th' first.
11 November 2014
That, he awaking when the other do, May all to Athens back again repair, And think no more of this night's accidents But as the fierce vexation of a dream.
11 November 2014
A hovering temporizer, that Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, Inclining to them both.
11 November 2014
Be he as he will, yet once ere night I will embrace him with a soldier's arm That he shall shrink under my courtesy.
11 November 2014
That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman!
11 November 2014
He has my heart yet, and shall have my prayers While I shall have my life.
11 November 2014
She speaks! O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a wingèd messenger of heaven ...
11 November 2014
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st. So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

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