Maxioms by William Shakespeare
When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Lawn as white as driven snow,
Cyprus black as e'er was crow,
Gloves as sweet as damask read more
Lawn as white as driven snow,
Cyprus black as e'er was crow,
Gloves as sweet as damask roses,
Masks for faces and for noses,
Bugle bracelet, necklace amber,
Perfume for a lady's chamber,
Golden quoifs and stomachers
For my lads to give their dears,
Pins and poking-sticks of steel,
What maids lack from head to heel.
O, how thy worth with manners may I sing
When thou art all the better part of me?
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O, how thy worth with manners may I sing
When thou art all the better part of me?
What can mine own praise to mine own self bring,
And what is't but mine own when I praise thee?
It is engendered in the eyes;
By gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it read more
It is engendered in the eyes;
By gazing fed; and fancy dies
In the cradle where it lies.
