Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd The wild waves whist. -The read more
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Courtsied when you have, and kiss'd The wild waves whist. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, break at once!
To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty!
Vile read more
O, break, my heart! poor bankrout, break at once!
To prison, eyes; ne'er look on liberty!
Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here,
And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier!
