I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.
I am Cinna the poet, I am Cinna the poet.
'Tis thee, myself, that for my self I praise,
Painting my age with beauty of thy days.
But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and thoughts
Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart.
The seeming truth which cunning times put on to entrap the wisest.
At thy request, monster, I will do reason, any
reason.
Tis well said again And tis a kind of good deed to say well And yet words are no deeds.
Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.
Thou art a traitor Off with his head.
The will is deaf and hears no heedful friends.
I had rather have a fool make me merry, than experience make me sad.
And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted
Such civil war is in my love and hate
That I an accessary needs must be
To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.
Every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment
I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
You told a lie, an odious damned lie Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie.
Till then, think of the world.
He would say untruths and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning
Come, Desdemona, I have but an hour
Of love, of worldly matters and direction,
To spend with thee.
Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania.
Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
It adds a precious seeing to the eye; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound.
This is an art Which does mend nature - change it rather but The art itself is nature.
O she's warm.If this be magic, let it be an artLawful as eating.
Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
And almost thence my nature is subdued
To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
He knows that you embrace not Antony
As you did love, but as you fear'd him.
He waxes desperate with imagination.
Good sooth, she is The queen of curds and cream.
Time hath a wallet at his back, wherein he puts. Alms for oblivion, a great-sized monster of ingratitudes.
You have a nimble wit I think twas made of Atlanta's heels.
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.
I will be correspondent to command,And do my spiriting gently.
Macbeth to Ghost of Banquo Dare me to the desert with thy sword, If trembling I inhabit then, protest me The baby of a girl.
But you are no such man; you
are rather point-device in your accoutrements, as loving yourself
than seeming the lover of any other.
Thou art not for the fashion of these times,Where none will sweat but for promotion.
Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat.
No faith, proud mistress, hope not after it;
'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream,
That can entame my spirits to your worship.
Forty thousand brothersCould not, with all their quantity of love,Make up my sum.
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.
Or who is he so fond will be the tomb
Of his self-love to stop posterity?
Your worship in that sense may call him man.
Rape, call you it, my lord, to seize my own,
My true betrothed love, and now my wife?
And as I truly fight, defend me heaven!
Her father and myself (lawful espials)
Will so bestow ourselves that, seeing unseen,
We may of their encounter frankly judge
And gather by him, as he is behav'd,
If't be th' affliction of his love, or no,
That thus he suffers for.
Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile Filths savour but themselves.
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
Love moderately long love doth so too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
A deed without a name.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories