For a quart of Ale is a dish for a king.

William Shakespeare
Profession: Dramatist
Nationality: British
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Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds, that shakes not, though they blow perpetually.
Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, a face without a heart?
Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter.
When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lightning, or in rain?
The language I have learn'd these forty years, My native English, now I must forgo.
The eye sees all, but the mind shows us what we want to see.