Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell
That he hath turned a heaven unto a hell!
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell
That he hath turned a heaven unto a hell!
Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn? -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn? -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 3.
He that keeps not crust nor crum
Weary of all, shall want some.
He that keeps not crust nor crum
Weary of all, shall want some.
And truly, I'll devise some honest slanders
To stain my cousin with. One doth not know
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And truly, I'll devise some honest slanders
To stain my cousin with. One doth not know
How much an ill word may empoison liking.
This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
