Maxioms by William Shakespeare
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?
What wound did ever heal but my degrees?
What wound did ever heal but my degrees?
More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.
More mild, but yet more harmful; kind in hatred.
Our rash faults
Make trivial price of serious thing we have,
Not knowing them until we know read more
Our rash faults
Make trivial price of serious thing we have,
Not knowing them until we know their grave.
By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the read more
By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.
