Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Bleed, bleed, poor Country!
Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure,
For goodness dare not check thee; read more
Bleed, bleed, poor Country!
Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure,
For goodness dare not check thee; wear thou thy wrongs,
The title is affeered!
It is religion to be thus forsworn,
For charity itself fulfills the law
And who can never read more
It is religion to be thus forsworn,
For charity itself fulfills the law
And who can never love from charity?
No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose
To wage against the emnity o' th' air,
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No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose
To wage against the emnity o' th' air,
To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,
Necessity's sharp pinch.
So our virtues Lie in the interpretation of the time
So our virtues Lie in the interpretation of the time