Maxioms by William Congreve
I am a fool, I know it; and yet, Heaven help me, I'm poor enough
to be a wit.
I am a fool, I know it; and yet, Heaven help me, I'm poor enough
to be a wit.
Thy wife is a constellation of virtues; she's the moon, and thou
art the man in the moon.
Thy wife is a constellation of virtues; she's the moon, and thou
art the man in the moon.
Who pleases one against his will.
Who pleases one against his will.
For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds,
And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds,
And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play
