Maxioms by William Shakespeare
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows;
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At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows;
But like of each thing that in season grows.
A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.
A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.
O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the night,
Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.
O, my sweet sir, news fitting to the night,
Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. read more
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.
To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail
In monumental mockery.
To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail
In monumental mockery.
