Category: Bitter

  • February 20

    February 20

    Thus may poor fools
    Believe false teachers.
    Though those that are betray’d
    Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor
    Stands in worse case of woe.

  • February 18

    February 18

    The ripest fruit first falls.

  • February 11

    February 11

    But darkness and the gloomy shade of death
    Environ you, till mischief and despair
    Drive you to break your necks or hang yourselves!

  • February 9

    February 9

    O judgment! Thou art fled to brutish beasts,
    And men have lost their reason.

  • February 5

    February 5

    And here remain with your uncertainty!
    Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts!
    Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes,
    Fan you into despair!

  • January 27

    January 27

    When my love swears that she is made of truth
    I do believe her, though I know she lies…

    Therefore I lie with her and she with me,
     And in our faults by lies we flatter’d be.

  • January 24

    January 24

    Is he a dove? his feathers are but borrowed,
    For he’s disposed as the hateful raven:
    Is he a lamb? his skin is surely lent him,
    For he’s inclined as is the ravenous wolf.
    Who cannot steal a shape that means deceit?