“Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself Upon thy wicked dam” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Years and years ago, there was a production of The Tempest, out of doors, at an Oxford college on a lawn, which… — Tom Stoppard Copy Share Image
“As wicked dew as e'er my mother brushed With raven's feather from unwholesom fen Drop on you both! A southwest blow on… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“You tell me the dead are coming through a crack in my barn, but I shouldn’t worry?” — Kathy Bryson Copy Share Image
“You mar our labour: keep your cabins:you do assist the storm[...] What cares these roarers for the name of king?” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
