The wine-cup is the little silver well,
Where truth, if truth there be
Doth dwell.
Can I go forward when my heart is here?
Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Mots clés shakespeare witches halloween witch
Why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddities now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks?
William ShakespeareSir, he hath not fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink; his intellect is not replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts... (Act IV, Scene II)
William ShakespeareNo profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en.
In brief, sir, study what you most affect.
Mots clés follow-your-bliss studying positive-reinforcement
How shall I abide
In this dull world, which in thy absence is
No better than a sty?
Mots clés antony-and-cleopatra
The moon shines bright: in such a night as this,
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees,
And they did make no noise, in such a night,
Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls,
And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents,
Where Cressid lay that night.
You have too much respect upon the world; They lose it that do buy it with much care
William ShakespeareThis is the monstruosity in love, lady, that the will is infinite and the execution confined; that the desire is boundless and the act a slave to limit.
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