Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
Her voice was ever soft,
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?
He had a fever when he was in Spain,
And when the fit was on him, I did mark
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He had a fever when he was in Spain,
And when the fit was on him, I did mark
How he did shake. 'Tis true, this god did shake.
His coward lips did from their color fly,
And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world
Did lose his luster.
Robust grass endures mighty winds; loyal ministers emerge through
ordeal.
Robust grass endures mighty winds; loyal ministers emerge through
ordeal.
Condemn the fault, but not the actor of it.
Condemn the fault, but not the actor of it.
