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William Shakespeare

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    To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
    To the last syllable of recorded time,
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
    Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
    That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
    And then is heard no more: it is a tale
    Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
    Signifying nothing.
  • b1334629325je citiraoпре 2 године
    If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you.
  • b5231017813je citiraoпрошле године

    If love be rough with you, be rough with love;
    Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
  • Hana Sadikovicje citiraoпрошле године
    You kiss by the book.
  • Kimberly Sylviaje citiraoпре 4 месеца
    move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand:
  • Suha Sumaiyaje citiralaпрошлог месеца
    Love said to be a child,
    Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
  • Arooma Zehraje citiralaпрошле године
    Things base and vile, folding no quantity,
    Love can transpose to form and dignity:
    Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
    And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:
  • Emilia Margaux Purificacionje citiraoпре 3 месеца
    Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind
  • Daniela Cgje citiralaпре 2 године
    gracious light

    Lifts up his burning head, each under eye
  • Mnemosyneje citiralaпрошлог месеца
    love is not love

    Which alters when it alteration finds,

    Or bends with the remover to remove.
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