Shakespeare, 26th April
Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.
Macbeth, Act iv., Sc. 3.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,
Which we ascribe to Heaven.
All's Well that Ends Well, Act i., Sc. I.
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Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell.
Macbeth, Act iv., Sc. 3.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,
Which we ascribe to Heaven.
All's Well that Ends Well, Act i., Sc. I.
No posts