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Though I be but prince of Wales, yet I am the king of courtesy.
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My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education. My life and education both do learn me How to respect you. You are the lord of my duty, I am hitherto your daughter. But here’s my husband, And so much duty as my mother showed To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor my lord.
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The band that seems to tie their friendship together will be the very strangler of their amity.
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But shall we wear these glories for a day? Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?
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There should be hours for necessities, not for delights; times to repair our nature with comforting repose, and not for us to waste these times.
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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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How hard it is for women to keep counsel!
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The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, From earth to heaven.
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Let me have men about me that are fat... Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.
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If money go before, all ways do lie open.
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Soft pity enters an iron gate.
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I have trod a measure, I have flattered a lady, I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy.
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We are advertis'd by our loving friends.
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Nothing can come of nothing.
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A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story
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A man I am cross'd with adversity.
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O excellent! I love long life better than figs.
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The Foole doth thinke he is wise, but the wiseman knowes himselfe to be a Foole.
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For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
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Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.
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That which in mean men we entitle patience is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
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I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.
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This day I breathed first: time is come round, And where I did begin there shall I end; My life is run his compass.
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Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.