What needs my Shakespeare for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-y-pointing pyramid Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name.
Quotes about hallowd (2 Quotes)
Cock-crow at Christmas Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad The nights are wholesome then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.