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Those who know the least, obey the best.
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Hanging and marriage, you know, go by destiny.
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I hate all that don’t love me, and slight all that do.
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’T was for the good of my country that I should be abroad.
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There is no scandal like rags, nor any crime so shameful as poverty.
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Crimes, like Virtues, are their own Rewards.
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Cos. Pray now, what may be that same bed of honour?Kite. Oh, a mighty large bed! bigger by half than the great bed at Ware: ten thousand people may lie in it together, and never feel one another.
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I believe they talked of me, for they laughed consumedly.