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Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.
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Tis a cruelty to load a fallen man.
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Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies.
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They say miracles are past.
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This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
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Say as you think and speak it from your souls.
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Present fears are less than horrible imaginings.
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What is past is prologue.
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so full of shapes is fancy
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Which means she to deceive, father or mother?
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You have too much respect upon the world; They lose it that do buy it with much care
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What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since everyone hath every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you. On Helen’s cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new. Speak of the spring and foison of the year; The one doth shadow of your beauty show, The other as your bounty doth appear, And you in every blessèd shape we know. In all external grace you have some part, But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
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The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
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Never anything can be amiss, when simpleness and duty tender it.
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The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
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I am such a tender ass, if my hair do but tickle me, I must scratch.
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Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it.
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The due of honor in no point omit.
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Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery That aptly is put on. Refrain tonight, 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.
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Barnes are blessings.
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This is no time to lend money, especially upon bare friendship without security.
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She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pinned in thought; and, with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like Patience on a monument, smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more; but indeed our shows are more than will; for we still prove much in our vows but little in our love.
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Watch tonight, pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you!
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How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?