Maxioms by William Shakespeare
The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
The seeming truth which cunning times put on To entrap the wisest. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Is the sun dimmed, that gnats do fly in it?
Is the sun dimmed, that gnats do fly in it?
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other read more
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Have more than thou showest,Speak less than thou knowest.
Have more than thou showest,Speak less than thou knowest.
The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the read more
The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is called
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.
