Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Her very silence, and her patience,
Speak to the people, and they pity her.
Her very silence, and her patience,
Speak to the people, and they pity her.
That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I
Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles.
That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I
Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles.
Give me the cups,
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the cannoneer read more
Give me the cups,
And let the kettle to the trumpet speak,
The trumpet to the cannoneer without,
The cannons to the heavens, the heaven to earth,
'Now the king drinks to Hamlet.'
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
Virtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
