If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul. – William Shakespeare
Since I was man,
Such sheets of fire, such bursts of torrid thunder
Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never
Remember to have heard. – William Shakespeare

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul. – William Shakespeare
Since I was man,
Such sheets of fire, such bursts of torrid thunder
Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never
Remember to have heard. – William Shakespeare
Come, lets have one other gaudy night. Call to me. All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more. Lets mock the midnight bell. – William Shakespeare