Maxioms by William Shakespeare
An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye: Give him read more
An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye: Give him a little earth for charity! -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.
Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.
Like a fair house, built on another man's ground. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Like a fair house, built on another man's ground. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 2.
I see my reputation is at stake;
My fame is shrewdly gored.
I see my reputation is at stake;
My fame is shrewdly gored.
Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
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Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
The sinewy vigor of the traveller.
