KNOW THY SHAKESPEARE

 

If thou remember’st not the slightest folly

That ever love did make thee run into,

Thou has not loved -

My pride fell with my fortunes -

Beauty provoketh fools sooner than gold-

I had rather have a fool to make me

merry than experience to make me sad –

Oh! how bitter a thing it is to look into

Happiness through another man’s eyes-

Sweet are the use if adversity,

Which, like toad, ugly and venomous,

Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;

And this our life, exempt from a public haunt

Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks

­Sermons in stones, and good in everything ­–

He that wants money, means, and

content is without three good things.

- All from ‘As You Like it’

 

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