Maxioms by William Shakespeare
To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved.
To be once in doubt
Is once to be resolved.
A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there?
What's read more
Thy gown? Why, ay--come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God, what masquing stuff is there?
What's this, a sleeve? 'Tis like a demi-cannon.
What, up and down carved like an apple tart?
Here's snip and nip and cut and slish and slash,
Like to a censer in a barber's shop.
Why, what's a devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?
All is not well.
I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!
Till then sit read more
All is not well.
I doubt some foul play. Would the night were come!
Till then sit still, my soul. Foul deeds will rise,
Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
