Don't steal thoult never thus compete successfully in business. Cheat.
Don't steal thoult never thus compete successfully in business. Cheat.
Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too,
That thou but leadest this fashion of thy malice
To the last hour of act; and then, 'tis thought,
Thou'lt show thy mercy and remorse, more strange
Than is thy strange apparent cruelty;
And where thou now exacts the penalty,
Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh,
Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture,
But, touch'd with human gentleness and love,
Forgive a moiety of the principal,
Glancing an eye of pity on his losses,
That have of late so huddled on his back-
Enow to press a royal merchant down,
And pluck commiseration of his state
From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint,
From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never train'd
To offices of tender courtesy.
In action, and in love so radiant now;
Let all things be where thou art, childlike ever,
Thus thoult be all, thus, thou'lt be vanquish'd never.
Lines Written on the Window of his Jail the Night before his Execution. Let them bestow on every airth a limb Then open all my veins, that I may swim To thee, my Maker in that crimson lake Then place my parboiled head upon a stake Scatter my ashesstrew them in the air Lord since thou knowst where all these atoms are, Im hopeful thoult recover once my dust, And confident thoult raise me with the just.
And my poor fool is hanged No, no, no life Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all Thoult come no more, Never, Never, Never, Never, Never Pray you, undo this button.
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