Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day,
And with thy bloody and invisible read more
Come, seeling night,
Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day,
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow
Makes wing to th' rooky wood.
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse,
While night's black agents to their prey do rouse.
Prithee, friend,
Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
The good and the bad together: read more
Prithee, friend,
Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
The good and the bad together: he's friends with Caesar,
In state of health, thou say'st, and thou say'st, free.
Some of us will smart for it. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.
Some of us will smart for it. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light; . . .
The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light; . . .
