Let still the woman take An elder than herself, so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.


Twelfth-Night [1601-1602], II, iv, 29

William Shakespeare Quotes

Let still the woman take An elder than herself, so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise...

Let still the woman take An elder than herself, so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise...

Let still the woman take An elder than herself, so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise...

Let still the woman take An elder than herself, so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise...