Call me what instrume you will,though you can fret me,yet you cannot play upon me. Autore: William Shakespeare Copy Quote More from William Shakespeare “Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.Though all things foul would…” “Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost thou not suspect my years? O that he were …” “I know we shall have reveling tonight.” “I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.”