Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
O, how full of briers is this working-day world!
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron,
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Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass,
Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron,
Can be retentive to the strength of spirit;
But life, being weary of these worldly bars,
Never lacks power to dismiss itself.
Here beauty hangs upon the cheek of night,
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear.
Here beauty hangs upon the cheek of night,
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear.
The spirit that I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
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The spirit that I have seen
May be a devil, and the devil hath power
T' assume a pleasing shape, yea, and perhaps
Out of my weakness and my melancholy,
As he is very potent with such spirits,
Abuses me to damn me.
Is it a world to hide virtues in? -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.
Is it a world to hide virtues in? -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.
