Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death read more
Safe in a ditch he bides,
With twenty trenched gashes on his head,
The least a death to nature.
Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.
Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.
Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in holiday humor and like
enough to consent.
Come, woo me, woo me; for now I am in holiday humor and like
enough to consent.
Ill blows the wind that profits nobody.
Ill blows the wind that profits nobody.
I can tell thee where that saying was born, of 'I fear no
colors.'
I can tell thee where that saying was born, of 'I fear no
colors.'
