I know thats a secret, for its whispered everywhere. – William Congreve
Say what you will, tis better to be left than never to have been loved. – William Congreve
I know thats a secret, for its whispered everywhere. – William Congreve
Say what you will, tis better to be left than never to have been loved. – William Congreve
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. – William Congreve
Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study. – William Congreve