Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have
Immortal longings in me.
Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have
Immortal longings in me.
Rumor is a pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures,
And of so easy and so plain a read more
Rumor is a pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures,
And of so easy and so plain a stop
That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still-discordant wavering multitude,
Can play upon it.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man,
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Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man,
And bitter shame hath spoiled the sweet world's taste,
That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
So soon as ever thou seest him, draw; and as thou draw'st, swear
horrible; for it comes to pass read more
So soon as ever thou seest him, draw; and as thou draw'st, swear
horrible; for it comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a
swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more
approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him.
