Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Hark, hark, the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus gins arise,
His steeds to water at read more
Hark, hark, the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes.
With every thing that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise,
Arise, arise!
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
Through tattered clothes small vices do appear;
Robes and furred gowns hide all.
Come not within the measure of my wrath. -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act v. Sc. 4.
Come not within the measure of my wrath. -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act v. Sc. 4.
O, what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee,
Where beauty's read more
O, what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee,
Where beauty's veil doth cover every blot
And all things turns to fair that eyes can see!
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3.
