Maxioms by William Shakespeare
I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.
I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.
Nay, but make haste, the better foot before.
Nay, but make haste, the better foot before.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud read more
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not, and
our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our
virtues.
The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief,
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
The robbed that smiles steals something from the thief,
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
