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What a piece of work is a man
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Coward dogs most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten runs far before them.
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There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple. If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with't
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I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
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I'll note you in my book of memory.
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They lie deadly that tell you have good faces.
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A book? O, rare one, Be not, as is our fangled world, a garment Nobler than that it covers.
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Nothing can seem foul to those who win.
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O, Men's vows are women's traitors! All good seeming, By thy revolt, O husband, shall be thought Put on for villainy, not born where't grows, But worn a bait for ladies.
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The ides of March are come. Soothsayer: Ay, Caesar; but not gone.
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Mean and mighty, rotting Together, have one dust.
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The seeming truth which cunning times put on to entrap the wisest.
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Like Patience gazing on kings' graves, and smiling Extremity out of act.
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We do not keep the outward form of order, where there is deep disorder in the mind.
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O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd! She was a vixen when she went to school; And though she be but little, she is fierce.
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Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.
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Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan The outward habit by the inward man.
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Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.
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Now no way can I stray; Save back to England, all the world's my way.
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Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
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Good morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's Day, All in the morn betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your valentine.
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He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
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Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
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For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood.