William Shakespeare Quotes - Page 77
I will be free, even to the uttermost, as I please, in words.
What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
'Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.
Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.
Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith.
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn the power of man.
Thou call'st me dog before thou hadst a cause, But since I am a dog, beware my fangs.
Upon thy cheek I lay this zealous kiss, as seal to the indenture of my love.
And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.
I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.