Mend your speech a little,
Lest it may mar your fortunes.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear
-- Act i, Sc. 1
Lest it may mar your fortunes.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear
-- Act i, Sc. 1
Related:
- Striving to better, oft we mar what 's well.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
King Lear -- Act i, Sc.... - I want that glib and oily art,
To speak and purpose not.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act... - Although the last, not least.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
King Lear -- Act i, Sc.... - Nothing will come of nothing.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
King Lear -- Act i, Sc.... - Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
King Lear -- Act i, Sc.... - Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!
--
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act... - Pour on; I will endure.
In such a night as this!
--
King Lear in "King Lear" Act III Sc IV li 60 by William... - I 'll tickle your catastrophe.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc.... - A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue
As I am glad I have not.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act...
