Monday, February 15, 2016

Post 2.15.2016.1

Belarius:  Did you know the city's usuries
And felt them knowingly; the art o' the court,
As hard to leave as keep, whose top to cilmb
Is certain falling, or so slippery that
The fears as bad as falling; the toil of the war.
A pain that only seems to seek out danger
I' the name of fame and honour; which dies i' the search,
And hath as oft a slanderous epitaph
As record of fair act; nay, many times,
Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse,
Must curtsy at the censure: O boys! this story
The world may read in me;

Act III, Scene iii

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