thou art the best o' the cut-throats
William ShakespeareGlory is like a circle in the water, which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, till by broad spreading, it disperses to naught.
William Shakespearelife is like theater
William ShakespeareA Devil, a born Devil on whose nature, nurture can never stick, on whom my pain, humanly taken, all lost, quite lost...
William ShakespeareWho buys a minute's mirth to wail a week? Or sell eternity to get a toy? For one grape who will the vine destroy?
William ShakespeareFinish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark.
William ShakespeareMots clés tragedy
Is this a vision?
Is this a dream?
Do I sleep?
Kneel not to me.
The pow'r that I have on you is to spare you;
The malice towards you to forgive you. Live,
And deal with others better.
And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of.
Mots clés shakespeare
Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
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