Make haste; the hour of death is expiate.
(King Richard III)
More Quotes from William Shakespeare:Aumerle, thou liest; his honour is as true
In this appeal as thou art an unjust;
And that thou art so, there I throw my gage,
To prove it on thee to the extremest point
Of mortal breathing.
I thank my stars I am happy.
Pain pays the income of each precious thing.
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-brow'd night;
Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
All that glisters is not gold.Often you have heard that toldMany a man his life hath soldBut my outside to beholdGilded tombs do worms enfold.
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