Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O dearest soul, your cause doth strike my heart
With pity that doth make me sick.
O dearest soul, your cause doth strike my heart
With pity that doth make me sick.
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?
Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?
Defer no time; delays have dangerous ends.
Defer no time; delays have dangerous ends.
All the learned and authentic fellows. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3.
All the learned and authentic fellows. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 3.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Makes ill deeds done.
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Makes ill deeds done.
