Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
Now begin;
For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing runs
Close by the ground, to hear our read more
Now begin;
For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing runs
Close by the ground, to hear our conference.
I 'll not budge an inch. -The Taming of the Shrew. Induc. Sc. 1.
I 'll not budge an inch. -The Taming of the Shrew. Induc. Sc. 1.
Our content
Is our best having.
Our content
Is our best having.
Unthread the rude eye of rebellion,
And welcome home again discarded faith.
Unthread the rude eye of rebellion,
And welcome home again discarded faith.