Maxioms by William Shakespeare
You are an alchemist; make gold of that.
You are an alchemist; make gold of that.
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth,
Contagious blastments are are most imminent.
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth,
Contagious blastments are are most imminent.
There 's the humour of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 1.
There 's the humour of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 1.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
For I am that way going to temptation,
Where prayers cross.
For I am that way going to temptation,
Where prayers cross.
