Now the melancholy God protect thee, and the tailor make thy garments of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is opal.
William ShakespeareWhy, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.
William ShakespeareNow the melancholy God protect thee, and the tailor make thy garments of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is opal.
William ShakespeareWhy, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.
William Shakespeare