Tag: Histories

  • 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 7

    February 7

    I can call spirits from the vasty deep.

    …Why, so can I, or so can any man;
    But will they come when you do call for them?

  • February 4

    February 4

    I dare not fight; but I will wink and hold out mine iron:
    it is a simple one; but what though? It will toast cheese.

  • February 3

    February 3

    What! art thou, like the adder, waxen deaf?
    Be poisonous too…

  • 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 26

    January 26

    I’ll so maul you and your toasting-iron,
    That you shall think the devil is come from hell.

  • 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?