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My pride fell with my fortunes.
William Shakespeare
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'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal.
William Shakespeare
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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.
William Shakespeare
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My prophecy is but half his journey yet, For yonder walls, that pertly front your town, Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds, Must kiss their own feet.
William Shakespeare
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Our enemies are our outward consciences.
William Shakespeare
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If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
William Shakespeare
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Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.
William Shakespeare
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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.
William Shakespeare
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Virtue that transgresses is but patched with sin; and sin that amends is but patched with virtue.
William Shakespeare
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Of all the fair resort of gentlemen That every day with parle encounter me, In thy opinion which is worthiest love?
William Shakespeare
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Good counselors lack no clients.
William Shakespeare
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From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire, and through their play flames Each battle sees the other's umbered face. Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
William Shakespeare
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Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally, I would we could do so for her benefits are mightily misplaced and the bountiful blind girl doth most mistake in her gifts to women. 'Tis true for those that she makes fair she scarce makes honest and those that she makes honest she makes very ill-favouredly. Nay, now thou goest from Fortunes office to Natures. Fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not in the lineaments of Nature.
William Shakespeare
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For sorrow ends not, when it seemeth done.
William Shakespeare
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O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
William Shakespeare
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The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.
William Shakespeare
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Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.
William Shakespeare
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Let us not burden our remembrances with a heaviness that's gone.
William Shakespeare
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O, had I but followed the arts!
William Shakespeare
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Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.
William Shakespeare
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Every cloud engenders not a storm.
William Shakespeare
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An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.
William Shakespeare
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My love is thaw'd; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, bears no impression of the thing it was.
William Shakespeare
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The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what wise men do foolishly.
William Shakespeare
