Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Hoy-day!
What a sweep of vanity comes this way!
Hoy-day!
What a sweep of vanity comes this way!
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
O, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all hooping. -As You read more
O, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all hooping. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Cytherea,
How bravely thou becom'st thy bed, fresh lily,
And whiter than the sheets!
Cytherea,
How bravely thou becom'st thy bed, fresh lily,
And whiter than the sheets!
One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor.
One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor.
