Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd in one self place; but where we are is hell,And where hell is, there must we ever be.
Tush! These are trifles and mere old wives' tales.
Heaven, envious of our joys, is waxen pale; And when we whisper, then the stars fall down To be partakers of our honey talk.(Dido, Queen of Carthage 4.4.52-54)
What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
He that loves pleasure must for pleasure fall.
[to BAJAZETH] Soft sir, you must be dieted, too much eating will make you surfeit. So it would my lord, specially having so smal a walke, and so litle exercise.
But what are kings, when regiment is gone,But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?- Edward II, 5.1
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen make me immortal with a kiss. - Her lips suck forth my soul see where it flies! -
Si peccasse negamus, fallimur, et nulla est in nobis veritas; If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and there's no truth in us. Why, then, belike we must sin, and so consequently die: A...
Money can't buy love, but it improves your bargaining position.
Nay, could their numbers countervail the stars,Or ever-drizzling drops of April showers,Or wither'd leaves that autumn shaketh down,Yet would the Soldan by his conquering powerSo scatter and consume t...
Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.
Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove
Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
But what are kings, when regiment is gone,
Virtue is the fount whence honor springs.
Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
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We which were Ovids five books, now are three,For these before the rest preferreth he:If reading five thou plainst of tediousnesse,Two tane away, thy labor will be lesse:With Muse upreard I meant to s...
The sight of London to my exiled eyesIs as Elysium to a new-come soul.