Have I thought long to see this morningโs face, And doth it give me such a sight as this?
William ShakespeareYet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.
William ShakespeareNow the melancholy of God protect thee, and the tailor make thy doublet of changable taffata, for thy mind is a very opal. I would have men of such constancy put to sea, that their business might be everything, and their intent everywhere, for that's it, that always makes a good voyage of nothing.
William Shakespeare