The noble sister of Publicola,...

The noble sister of Publicola,
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle
That's curded by the frost from purest snow
And hangs on Dian's temple--dear Valeria!

Me of my lawful pleasure she r...

Me of my lawful pleasure she restrained
And prayed me oft forbearance--did it with
A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't
Might well have warmed old Saturn--that I thought her
As chaste as unsunned snow.

Remember, sir, my liege,
...

Remember, sir, my liege,
The kings your ancestors, together with
The natural bravery of your isle, which stands
As Neptune's park, ribbed and paled in
With rocks unscalable and roaring waters,
With sands that will not bear your enemies' boats
But suck them up to th' topmast.

Glory is like a circle in the ...

Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself
Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught.

Like madness is the glory of t...

Like madness is the glory of this life
As this pomp shows to a little oil and root.

I thank you for your voices, t...

I thank you for your voices, thank you!
Your most sweet voices! Now you have left your voices,
I have no further with you.

I grant you, friends, if you s...

I grant you, friends, if you should fright the ladies out of
their wits, they would have no more discretion but to hang us;
but I will aggravate my voice so that I will roar you as gently
as any suckling dove; I will roar you an 'twere any nightingale.

O villain, thou hast stol'n bo...

O villain, thou hast stol'n both mine office and my name!
The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle blame.

A murderer and a villain,

A murderer and a villain,
A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe
Of your precedent lord, a vice of kings,
A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,
That from a shelf the precious diadem stole
And put it in his pocket--

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Let me tell you, Cassius, you ...

Let me tell you, Cassius, you yourself
Are much condemned to have an itching palm,
To sell and mart your offices for gold
To undeservers.

A plague upon it when thieves ...

A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!

Do villainy, do, since you pro...

Do villainy, do, since you protest to do't,
Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery:
The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction
Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief,
And her pale fire she snatches from the sun;
The sea's a thief, whose liquid surges resolves
The moon into salt tears; the earth's a thief,
That feeds and breeds by a composture stol'n
From gen'ral excrement.

Yet thanks I must you con

Yet thanks I must you con
That you are thieves professed, that you work not
In holier shapes; for there is boundless theft
In limited professions.

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The robbed that smiles steals ...

The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief,
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.

He that is robbed, not wanting...

He that is robbed, not wanting what is stol'n,
Let him not know't, and he's not robbed at all.

But now will canker sorrow eat...

But now will canker sorrow eat my bud
And chase the native beauty from his cheek,
And he will look as hollow as a ghost,
As dim and meagre as an ague's fit,
And so he'll die; and rising so again,
When I shall meet him in the court of heaven
I shall not know him.

When shall we three meet again...

When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

I will not be sworn but love m...

I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster; but
I'll take my oath on it, till he have made an oyster of me he
shall never make me such a fool.

Or, if there were a sympathy i...

Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.

The charm dissolves apace;

The charm dissolves apace;
And as the morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness, so their rising senses
Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle
Their clearer reason.

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