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- Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
- Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
- I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.
- O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor…
- But, indeed, words are very rascals, since bonds [vows] disgraced them." Viola: "Thy reason, man?" Feste: "Troth [Truthfully], sir, I can yield you none without…
- Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade,…
- World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.
- What soilders whey-face? The English for so please you. Take thy face hence.
- Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger, Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
- He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need: If thou sorrow, he will weep; If thou wake, he cannot sleep:…
- Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, While…
- Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life.
- Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving mourners be, Looking…
- Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.
- In thy foul throat thou liest.
- Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words
- Now the melancholy of God protect thee, and the tailor make thy doublet of changable taffata, for thy mind is a very opal. I would…
- Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus. Now I am dead, Now I am fled, My soul is in the sky. Tongue, lose thy light. Moon…
- O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise…
- Frailty, thy name is woman!
- thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce.
- Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
- Cease thy counsel, for thy words fall into my ears as priceless as water into a seive.
- true apothecary thy drugs art quick
- whats here a cup closed in my true loves hand poisin i see hath been his timeless end. oh churl drunk all and left no…
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- Thou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest every act in life as though it were thy last. — Aristotle
- Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. — Francis of Assisi
- O Holy Spirit, descend plentifully into my heart. Enlighten the dark corners of this neglected dwelling and scatter there Thy cheerful beams. — Saint Augustine
- The desire is thy prayers; and if thy desire is without ceasing, thy prayer will also be without ceasing. The continuance of… — Saint Augustine
- Nothing has such power to broaden the mind as the ability to investigate systematically and truly all that comes under thy observation… — Marcus Aurelius
- And thou wilt give thyself relief, if thou doest every act of thy life as if it were the last. — Marcus Aurelius
- And I pray thee, loving Jesus, that as Thou hast graciously given me to drink in with delight the words of Thy… — Venerable Bede
- Let age, not envy, draw wrinkles on thy cheeks. — Thomas Browne
- Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure. — Robert Browning
- Let there be nothing within thee that is not very beautiful and very gentle, and there will be nothing without thee that… — James Allen
- I hate organized religion. I think you have to love thy neighbor as thyself. I think you have to pick your own… — Julia Child
- Lord of the springtime, Father of flower, field and fruit, smile on us in these earnest days when the work is heavy… — W. E. B. Du Bois