This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
O heavens! die two months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.
O here will I set of my everlasting rest and shake the yoke of inauspicious stars from this world wearied flesh eyes look your last arms take your last embrace and lips all you the doors of breath seal with a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death.
Now, ye familiar spirits that are culled Out of the powerful legions under earth, Help me this once, that France may get the field.
O grim-looked night, O night with hue so black, O night which ever art when day is not!
Now could thou and I rob the thieves and go merrily to London, it would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest forever.
Man |
O you mighty gods! This world I do renounce, and in your sights shake patiently my great affliction off. If I could bear it longer, and not fall to quarrel with your great opposeless wills, my snuff and loathed part of nature should burn itself out.
Example | Fear | Good | Kill | Madness | Man | Men | Trust | Wonder |
When a man seems to be wise, it is merely that his follies are proportionate to his age and fortune.
Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance, revel the night, rob, murder, and commit the oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, feind angelical, dove feather raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of devinest show, just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint, an honourable villain!
Spirit |
O, the fierce wretchedness that glory brings us! Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, since riches point to misery and contempt?
Man |