Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste. – William Shakespeare
I have touched the highest point of all my greatness, and from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting. – William Shakespeare
Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste. – William Shakespeare
I have touched the highest point of all my greatness, and from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting. – William Shakespeare
Theres no art to find the minds construction in the face. – William Shakespeare
I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for wattage. – William Shakespeare