Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting read more
Leave her to Heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive
If you will these graces to the grave,
And leave read more
Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive
If you will these graces to the grave,
And leave the world no copy.
Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal read more
Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.
A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.
