Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Why, now blow wind, swell billow, and swim bark!
The storm is up, and all is on the hazard.
Why, now blow wind, swell billow, and swim bark!
The storm is up, and all is on the hazard.
Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe.
Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe.
The why is plain as way to parish church. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
The why is plain as way to parish church. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Sick now? droop now? This sickness doth infect
The very lifeblood of our enterprise.
Sick now? droop now? This sickness doth infect
The very lifeblood of our enterprise.
What is the city but the people?
What is the city but the people?
