Tag: Tragedies

  • February 9

    February 9

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

  • February 8

    February 8

    I would we had a thousand Roman dames
    At such a bay, by turn to serve our lust

    …Here lacks but your mother for to say amen.

  • 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 31

    January 31

    His days are foul and his drink dangerous.

  • January 29

    January 29

    She shines not upon fools,
    lest the reflection should hurt her.

  • January 28

    January 28

    Hang, beg, starve, die in the streets,
    For, by my soul, I’ll ne’er acknowledge thee,
    Nor what is mine shall never do thee good.

  • January 25

    January 25

    One that converses more
    with the buttock of the night
    than with the forehead of the morning.