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O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)
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Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys; renown, and grace is dead; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
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Haply a woman's voice may do some good When articles too nicely urged be stood on.
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There's rosemary and rue. These keep Seeming and savor all the winter long. Grace and remembrance be to you.
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still.
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I have almost forgotten the taste of fears: The time has been, my senses would have cool’d to hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir as life were in’t: I have supt full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, cannot once start me.
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A light wife doth make a heavy husband.
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For trust not him that hath once broken faith
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Then was I as a tree whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in one night, a storm or robbery, call it what you will, shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, and left me bare to weather.
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A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm
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I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster!
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False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
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Falsehood falsehood cures
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Press not a falling man too far; 'tis virtue: His faults lie open to the laws; let them, Not you, correct him.
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Hang there like fruit, my soul, Till the tree die!
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Diseased Nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions.
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You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad.
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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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All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy.
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Refrain to-night; And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence, the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature, And either master the devil or throw him out With wondrous potency.
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Let me twine Mine arms about that body, where against My grained ash an hundred times hath broke And scarr'd the moon with splinters: here I clip The anvil of my sword, and do contest As hotly and as nobly with thy love As ever in ambitious strength I did Contend against thy valour. Know thou first, I loved the maid I married; never man Sigh'd truer breath; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold.
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That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away.
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And it is very much lamented,... That you have no such mirrors as will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye That you might see your shadow.
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As true as steel, as plantage to the moon, As sun to day, at turtle to her mate, As iron to adamant, as earth to centre.