Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.
Mots clés love
I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
William ShakespeareI did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'.
William ShakespeareAll that glisters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told:
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms enfold.
Mots clés appearances
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
and Robin shall restore amends.
Mots clés theatre
What's done, is done
William ShakespeareMots clés past
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
William ShakespeareMots clés william-shakespeare
O, let me kiss that hand!
KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,
And vice sometime by action dignified.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt,
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
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