She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them
William ShakespeareI were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
William ShakespeareShe lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd, And I lov'd her that she did pity them
William ShakespeareI were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.
William Shakespeare