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Revision as of 04:04, 25 February 2012
Templates for Shakespeare
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Could great men thunder | |
As Jove himself does, Jove would never be quiet, | |
For every pelting petty officer | |
Would use his heaven for thunder, nothing but thunder. | |
Merciful heaven, | |
Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt | |
Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak | |
Than the soft myrtle. But man, proud man, | |
Dressed in a little brief authority, | |
Most ignorant of what he's most assured, | |
His glassy essence, like an angry ape | |
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven | |
As makes the angels weep, who, with our spleens, | |
Would all themselves laugh mortal. | |
Measure for Measure, 2.2.113–126 |
Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face? | |
No, Cassius, for the eye sees not itself | |
But by reflection, by some other things. | |
'Tis just; | |
And it is very much lamented, Brutus, | |
That you have no such mirrors as will turn | |
Your hidden worthiness into your eye, | |
That you might see your shadow. … | |
Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius, | |
That you would have me seek into myself | |
For that which is not in me? | |
Therefor, good Brutus, be prepared to hear. | |
And since you know you cannot see yourself | |
So well as by reflection, I, your glass, | |
Will modestly discover to yourself | |
That of yourself which you yet know not of. | |
Julius Caesar, 1.2.53–72 |
Templates for Robert Burns
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— Robert Burns, Title, [CPW, xx] |
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— Robert Burns, Title, [CPW, xx] |
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— Robert Burns, Title, [CPW, xx] |
Template for The Lady of Shalott
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Tennyson, The Lady of Shalott, [Ten, xx] |