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What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood Is there not rain enough in the sweet heaves To wash it white as snow?
William Shakespeare
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Will Fortune never come with both hands full, But write her fair words still in foulest terms?
William Shakespeare
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What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
William Shakespeare
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Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.
William Shakespeare
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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.
William Shakespeare
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'Tis brief, my lord...as woman's love.
William Shakespeare
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If music be the food of love, play on.
William Shakespeare
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O tiger's heart wrapped in a woman's hide!
William Shakespeare
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No reckoning made, but sent to my account with all my imperfections on my head.
William Shakespeare
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All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.
William Shakespeare
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Poor and content, is rich and rich enough; But riches, fineless, is as poor as winter, To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
William Shakespeare
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Beware the ides of March.
William Shakespeare
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The world must be peopled!
William Shakespeare
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I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster!
William Shakespeare
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Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.
William Shakespeare
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In sooth I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me, you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn.
William Shakespeare
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I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
William Shakespeare
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Be wise as thou art cruel, do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain: Lest sorrow lend me words and words express, The manner of my pity-wanting pain.
William Shakespeare
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I profess not talking: only this, Let each man do his best.
William Shakespeare
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By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at.
William Shakespeare
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Fie, fie, how frantically I square my talk!
William Shakespeare
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We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun.
William Shakespeare
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Why, headstrong liberty is lashed with woe. There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky.
William Shakespeare
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This is no time to lend money, especially upon bare friendship without security.
William Shakespeare
