Maxioms by Philip Massinger
This is the Jew that Shakespeare drew.
This is the Jew that Shakespeare drew.
I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
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I have play'd the fool, the gross fool, to believe
The bosom of a friend will hold a secret
Mine own could not contain.
As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
Can bring read more
As if thou e'er wert angry
But with thy tailor! and yet that poor shred
Can bring more to the making up of a man,
Than can be hoped from thee; thou art his creature;
And did he not, each morning, new create thee,
Thou'dst stink and be forgotten.
We, that would be known
The father of our people, in our study,
And vigilance for their read more
We, that would be known
The father of our people, in our study,
And vigilance for their safety, must not change
Their ploughshares into swords, and force them from
The secure shade of their own vines, to be
Scorched with the flames of war.
Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.
Get me some French tailor
To new-create you.