Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Confusion's cure lives not
In these confusions.
Confusion's cure lives not
In these confusions.
O world, how apt the poor are to be proud.
O world, how apt the poor are to be proud.
We will ourself in person to this war;
And, for our coffers, with too great a court
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We will ourself in person to this war;
And, for our coffers, with too great a court
And liberal largess, are grown somewhat light,
We are enforced to farm our royal realm,
The revenue whereof shall furnish us
For our affairs in hand.
To say the truth, so Judas kissed his master
And cried, 'All hail!' when as he meant all harm.
To say the truth, so Judas kissed his master
And cried, 'All hail!' when as he meant all harm.
