Well, come, my Kate ; we will unto your father's, Even in these honest mean habiliments ; Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in... The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of ... - Page 121 by William Shakespeare - 1805 Full view -
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