Maxioms by William Shakespeare
The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows.
They are polluted off'rings, more abhorred!
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The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows.
They are polluted off'rings, more abhorred!
Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.
Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind.
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Ah, poor our sex! this fault in us I find,
The error of our eye directs our mind.
What error leads must error.
There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark
But he's an arrant knave.
There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark
But he's an arrant knave.
Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.
Methinks a father
Is at the nuptial of his son a guest
That best becomes the table.
