Maxioms by William Shakespeare
And what art thou, thou idol Ceremony?
What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more
Of read more
And what art thou, thou idol Ceremony?
What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more
Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?
I have heard
The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,
Doth with his lofty and read more
I have heard
The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,
Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat
Awake the god of the day, and at his warning,
Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air,
Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies
To his confine; and of the truth herein
This present object made probation.
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. read more
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?
We have heard the chimes at midnight. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2.
We have heard the chimes at midnight. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act iii. Sc. 2.
