Maxioms by William Shakespeare
What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide
What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide
Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there?
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Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there?
What's this, a sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-cannon.
What, up and down carved like an apple tart?
Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash,
Like to a censer in a barber's shop.
Why, what's a devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.
