Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Though it be honest, it is never good
To bring bad news; give to a gracious message
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Though it be honest, it is never good
To bring bad news; give to a gracious message
An host of tongues, but let ill tidings tell
Themselves when they be felt.
I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.
I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.
An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England! -King Henry V. Act read more
An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England! -King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 8.
If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, read more
If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour! -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 1.
