Shakespeare

O world…

O world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn,

Whose double…

Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart,

Whose house…

Whose house, whose bed, whose meal, and exercise,

Are still…

Are still together, who twin, as 'twere, in love

Unseparable, shall…

Unseparable, shall within this hour,

On a…

On a dissension of a doit, break out

To bitterest…

To bitterest enmity: so, fellest foes,

Whose passions…

Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep,

To take…

To take the one the other, by some chance,

Some trick…

Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends

And interjoin…

And interjoin their issues. So with me:

My birth-place..

My birth-place hate I, and my love's upon

This enemy…

This enemy town. I'll enter: if he slay me,

He does…

He does fair justice; if he give me way,

I’ll do…

I'll do his country service.