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Is it possible that love should of a sudden take such a hold?
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Who is here so vile that will not love his country?
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Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
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What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts.
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You know who you are, but know not who you could be.
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Our wills and fates do so contrary run.
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Accommodated; that is, when a man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man is, being, whereby a' may be thought to be accommodated,?which is an excellent thing.
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That which I would discover The law of friendship bids me to conceal.
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in black ink my love may still shine bright.
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I have a bone to pick with Fate
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The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?
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The error of our eye directs our mind. What error leads must err.
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger.
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I am not mad; I would to heaven I were! For then, 'tis like I should forget myself; O, if I could, what grief should I forget!
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Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire.
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Blessed are the peacemakers on earth.
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The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love.
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God grant us patience!
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O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do, not knowing what they do.
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Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got And pardon 'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell; I must be here confined by you, But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands: Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please: now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant, And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer, Which pierces so, that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
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Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.
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Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie? I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort Courteous; the second, the Quip Modest; the third, the Reply Churlish; the fourth, the Reproof Valiant; the fifth; the Countercheck Quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with Circumstance; the seventh, the Lie Direct. All these you may avoid but the Lie Direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If. . . . Your If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If.
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Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both.
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Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.