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Crabbed age and youth cannot live together; Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare. Youth is full sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee.
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Men judge by the complexion of the sky The state and inclination of the day.
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Exceeds man's might: that dwells with the gods above.
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Like a barber's chair that fits all buttocks.
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To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
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By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.
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A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
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In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.
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Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary letter!
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Macbeth to Witches: What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth, And yet are on 't?
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I am sure, Though you can guess what temperance should be, You know not what it is.
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The cheek Is apter than the tongue to tell an errand.
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A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
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O, the blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
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Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.
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The caterpillars of the commonwealth, Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away.
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Hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig.
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I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
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I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.
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There live not three good men unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and grows old.
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Out, damned spot! out, I say! One: two: why, then 'tis time to do't. Hell is murky!
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My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, assist me!
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I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness, And from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting.
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I would give all of my fame for a pot of ale and safety.