Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Besides, you know
Prosperity's the very bond of love,
Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
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Besides, you know
Prosperity's the very bond of love,
Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
Affliction alters.
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.
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
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His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
