Maxioms by William Shakespeare
The ides of March are come.
The ides of March are come.
Comparisons are odorous. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.
Comparisons are odorous. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.
He will give the devil his due.
He will give the devil his due.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse read more
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught
I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the read more
I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the ground. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
