Maxioms by William Shakespeare
And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse read more
And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.
Here comes one with a paper: God give him grace to groan!
Here comes one with a paper: God give him grace to groan!
Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds.
Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds.
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.
I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I
know most faults.
Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!
Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!