There is a river in Macedon, and there is moreover a river in Monmouth. It is called Wye at Monmouth, but it is out of my prains what is the name of the other river; but 'tis all one, 'tis alike as my fingers is to my fingers, and there is salmons in both.
William ShakespeareAnd ruin`d love when it is built anew, grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater
William ShakespeareI will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyesโand moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncleโs.
William ShakespeareGood morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's Day, All in the morn betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your valentine.
William ShakespeareMerciful heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splits the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle; but man, proud man, Dressed in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured His glassy essence--like an angry ape Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens, would all themselves laugh mortal.
William Shakespeare