My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.


King Henry V, V, ii, 246


My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.

My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.

My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.

My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face.