Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil.
O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil.
Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep. -King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep. -King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 1.
No, truly, 'tis more than manners will;
And I have heard it said, unbidden guests
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No, truly, 'tis more than manners will;
And I have heard it said, unbidden guests
Are often welcomest when they are gone.
Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow read more
Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea
Till that the weary very means do ebb?
This guest of summer,
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve
By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath
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This guest of summer,
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve
By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath
Smells wooingly here. No jutty, frieze,
Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird
Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle.
Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed
The air is delicate.
