Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave inChristendom. If thou hadst been born blind, thoumightest as well have known all our names as thus toname the several colours we do wear. Sight maydistinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate themall, it is impossible.— Shakespeare: “Henry VI, Part 2”
Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave inChristendom. If thou hadst been born blind, thoumightest as well have known all our names as thus toname the several colours we do wear. Sight maydistinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate themall, it is impossible.— Shakespeare: “Henry VI, Part 2”