Maxioms by William Shakespeare
The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, read more
The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving-delicate and full of life Into the eye and prospect of his soul. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.
A plague of all cowards, I say. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
A plague of all cowards, I say. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
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Not on thy sole, but on thy soul, harsh Jew,
Thou mak'st thy knife keen; but no metal can--
No, not the hangman's axe--bear half the keenness
Of thy sharp envy.
