Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows read more
O, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day,
Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance. -Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 3.
The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance. -Troilus and Cressida. Act ii. Sc. 3.
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there read more
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.
Fill all thy bones with aches. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
Fill all thy bones with aches. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.
I would fain die a dry death. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.
I would fain die a dry death. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.
