Cease, warring thoughts, and let his brain No more discord entertainBut be smooth and calm again.
James Shirley
-
Next Quote
Beauty was darkness till she came. Then paint her eyes, whose active light Shall make the former shadows bright, And with their every beam supply New day, to draw her picture by.
- James Shirley -
Previous Quote
The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
- James Shirley -