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Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided 'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear.
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I am wrapped in dismal thinking.
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Dream in light years, challenge miles, walk step by step
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There is a time in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
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Having nothing, nothing can he lose.
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You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live
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Dirty days hath September April June and November From January up to May The rain it raineth every day All the rest have thirty-one Without a blessed gleam of sun And if any of them had two-and-thirty They'd be just as wet and twice as dirty." "April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
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I shall despair. There is no creature loves me; And if I die no soul will pity me: And wherefore should they, since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself?
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Verily, I swear, it is better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perked up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.
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The last taste of sweets is sweetest last.
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O that a lady, of one man refused, Should of another therefore be abused!
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I understand a fury in your words But not your words.
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Lawless are they that make their wills their law.
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Haply for I am black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have; or for I am declined Into the vale of years—yet that’s not much— She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad And live upon the vapor of a dungeon Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others’ uses. Yet ’tis the plague of great ones; Prerogatived are they less than the base. ’Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.
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Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i' the adage?
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Opinion crowns with an imperial voice.
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Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.
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Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
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This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.
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Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and fun of invention: taunt him with the licence of ink: if thou thou'st him some thrice, it shall not be amiss; and as many lies as will lie in thy shee.
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But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
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Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.
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Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
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Hell is empty and all the devils are here.