Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace read more
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there 's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger: Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. -King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. 1.
O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
O, what may man within him hide, Though angel on the outward side! -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 2.
O, what may man within him hide, Though angel on the outward side! -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
Nought so vile, that on the earth doth live,
But to the earth some special good cloth give.
Nought so vile, that on the earth doth live,
But to the earth some special good cloth give.
