Friday, April 26, 2013

Quote of the Day


We are but warriors for the working-day;
Our gayness and our gilt are all besmirch'd
With rainy marching in the painful field;
There's not a piece of feather in our host --
Good argument, I hope, we will not fly --
And time hath worn us into slovenry.
But, by the mass, our hearts are in the trim. ~ Wm. Shakespeare.

No comments:

Post a Comment