Maxioms by William Shakespeare
O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear!
O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear!
Love is a spirit of all compact of fire.
Love is a spirit of all compact of fire.
You play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your tongue to win me.
You play the spaniel,
And think with wagging of your tongue to win me.
He was indeed the glass
Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.
He was indeed the glass
Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.
Sweets to the sweet! Farewell.
Sweets to the sweet! Farewell.
