Maxioms by William Shakespeare
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
This night I hold an old accustomed feast,
Whereto I have invited many a guest,
Such as read more
This night I hold an old accustomed feast,
Whereto I have invited many a guest,
Such as I love; and you among the store,
One more, most welcome, makes my number more.
A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. -Love's Labour 's Lost. read more
A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.
A poor lone woman. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
A poor lone woman. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Wherefore are these things hid? -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.
Wherefore are these things hid? -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.
