Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner:
Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire.
Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner:
Honest water, which ne'er left man i' th' mire.
Therefore doth heaven divide
The state of man in divers functions,
Setting endeavor in continual motion;
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Therefore doth heaven divide
The state of man in divers functions,
Setting endeavor in continual motion;
To which is fixed as an aim or butt
Obedience; for so work the honeybees,
Creatures that by a rule in nature teach
The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
They have a king, and officers of sorts,
Where some like magistrates correct at home,
Others like merchants venture trade abroad,
Others like soldiers armed in their stings
Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds,
Which pillage they with merry march bring home
To the tent-royal of their emperor,
Who, busied in his majesties, surveys
The singing masons building roofs of gold,
The civil citizens kneading up the honey,
The poor mechanic porters crowding in
Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,
The sad-eyed justice with his surly hum
Delivering o'er to executors pale
The lazy yawning drone.
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
The fire i' th' flint
Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
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The fire i' th' flint
Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame
Provokes itself and like the current flies
Each bound it chafes.
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.