Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
So the gods bless me,
When all our offices have been oppressed
With riotous feeders, when our read more
So the gods bless me,
When all our offices have been oppressed
With riotous feeders, when our vaults have wept
With drunken spilth of wine, when every room
Hath blazed with lights and brayed with minstrelsy,
I have retired me to a wasteful cock
And set mine eyes at flow.
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
Give me the ocular proof.
Give me the ocular proof.
What is the city but the people?
What is the city but the people?