Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak
Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
There is one pain I often feel, which you will never know. It is caused by the absence of you.
There is one pain I often feel, which you will never know. It is caused by the absence of you.
Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
Wanting the read more
The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank,
Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems
But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs,
Losing both beauty and utility.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.