Maxioms by William Shakespeare
He makes sweet music with th' enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage. read more
He makes sweet music with th' enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage. -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act ii. Sc. 7.
He that is well paid is well satisfied.
He that is well paid is well satisfied.
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked read more
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
The houses he makes last till doomsday.
The houses he makes last till doomsday.
