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But when I came, alas, to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.
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Experience is by industry achieved, And perfected by the swift course of time.
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Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
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Say, what abridgement have you for this evening? What masque, what music? How shall we beguile The lazy time if not with some delight?
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Still it cried ‘Sleep no more!’ to all the house: ‘Glamis hath murder’d sleep, and therefore Cawdor shall sleep no more,—Macbeth shall sleep no more!
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Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.
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O for a horse with wings!
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Don Pedro - (...)'In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.' Benedick - The savage bull may, but if ever the sensible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and set them in my forehead, and let me be vildly painted; and in such great letters as they writes, 'Here is good horse for hire', let them signify under my sign, 'Here you may see Benedick the married man.
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The Brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing, and think it were not night.
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You have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser.
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I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
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Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? ...If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example?
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The pleasing punishment that women bear.
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The curse of marriage That we can call these delicate creatures ours And not their appetites!
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Women are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.
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O God, I could be bound in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space – were it not that I have bad dreams.
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If money go before, all ways do lie open.
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Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
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The arms are fair, When the intent of bearing them is just.
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We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves And spend our flatteries to drink those men Upon whose age we void it up again With poisonous spite and envy.
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There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare
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Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud.
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My charity is outrage, life my shame; And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!
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Doubting things go ill often hurts more Than to be sure they do; for certainties Either are past remedies, or, timely knowing, The remedy then born.