Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.
Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.
For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
And if his name be George, I 'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names. -King John. read more
And if his name be George, I 'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.
He that is well paid is well satisfied.
He that is well paid is well satisfied.
Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
