O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven! Keep me in temper. I would not be mad. – William Shakespeare
Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. – William Shakespeare
O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven! Keep me in temper. I would not be mad. – William Shakespeare
Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. – William Shakespeare
If all the year were playing holidays, to sport would be as tedious as to work. – William Shakespeare
He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo. – William Shakespeare