Maxioms by William Shakespeare
If music be the food of love, play on.
If music be the food of love, play on.
I have shot mine arrow o'er the house
And hurt my brother.
I have shot mine arrow o'er the house
And hurt my brother.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
It is a wise father that knows his own child.
When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how
In this our pinching cave read more
When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how
In this our pinching cave shall we discourse
The freezing hours away?
I 'll tickle your catastrophe. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
I 'll tickle your catastrophe. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
