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A good heart 'is worth gold.
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Experience teacheth that resolution is a sole help in need.
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I can counterfeit the deep tragedian; Speak and look back, and pry on every side, Tremble and start, at wagging of a straw, Intending deep suspicion.
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Up and down, up and down I will lead them up and down I am feared in field in town Goblin, lead them up and down
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The head is not more native to the heart.
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Away, you mouldy rogue, away!
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The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen As is the razor's edge invisible.
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She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
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I heard a bustling rumor like a fray, And the wind blows it from the Capitol.
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My father names me Autolycus, who being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles.
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When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.
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Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black, and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
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Such thanks as fits a king's remembrance.
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I long To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely.
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One sin, I know, another doth provoke. Murder's as near to lust as flame to smoke.
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There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.
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We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
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My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate.
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What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?
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A tardiness in nature, Which often leaves the history unspoke, That it intends to do.
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I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion, and I will right myself like a soldier.
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ROMEO to BALTHASAR But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: The time and my intents are savage-wild, More fierce and more inexorable far Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.
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To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
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Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.