O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, more pangs and fears than wars or women have, and when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, never to hope again.
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For if you were by my unkindness shakenAs I by yours, y'have passed a hell of time,
And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken
To weigh how once I suffered in your crime.
William Shakespeare
But wherefore do not you a mightier way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time,
And fortify your self in your decay
With means more blessèd than my barren rhyme?
William Shakespeare
Believe me for mine honor, and have
respect to mine honor, that you may believe.
William Shakespeare
I thank you for your wish, and am well pleas'd
To wish it back on you.
William Shakespeare
No blown ambition doth our arms incite,
But love, dear love, and our ag'd father's right.
William Shakespeare
How sweet is love itself possess'd,
When but love's shadows are so rich in joy!
William Shakespeare
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