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April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
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I have thrust myself into this maze, Haply to wive and thrive as best I may.
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A noble shalt thou have, and present pay; And liquor likewise will I give to thee, And friendship shall combine, and brotherhood.
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How sometimes nature will betray its folly, Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms!
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I am bewitched with the rogue's company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged.
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The sense of death is most in apprehension.
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Music, moody food Of us that trade in love.
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It were a grief so brief to part with thee. Farewell.
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Beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time.
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Delivers in such apt and gracious words that aged ears play truant at his tales; And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
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Come my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession.
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I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
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Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.
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Women may fall when there's no strength in men.
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Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
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As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion Our worser genius can, shall never melt Mine honour into lust, to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd Or Night kept chain'd below.
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The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the books of honor razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd
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And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And asleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me must be heard of, say, I taught thee.
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Twas never merry world Since lowly feigning was called compliment.
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Here come the lovers, full of joy and mirth.— Joy, gentle friends! joy and fresh days of love Accompany your hearts!
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On a day - alack the day! - Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton air
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I speak of peace, while covert enmity under the smile of safety wounds the world
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For grief is crowned with consolation.
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Downy sleep, death's counterfeit.