Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Fast bind, fast find--
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
Fast bind, fast find--
A proverb never stale in thrifty mind.
O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial. read more
O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my
reputation!
The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
Wanting the read more
The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank,
Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems
But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs,
Losing both beauty and utility.
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.
My falcon now is sharp and passing empty,
And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged,
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My falcon now is sharp and passing empty,
And till she stoop she must not be full-gorged,
For then she never looks upon her lure.
