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» He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man�. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. » Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. » Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt. » But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture, Tell them that God bids us do good for evil. And thus I clothe my naked villainy With odd old ends stolen forth of holy writ, And seem I a saint, when most I play the Devil. » The fashion wears out more apparel than the man. » Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. » In my stars I am above thee; but be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. » ...the honour of a maid is her name; and no legacy is so rich as honesty.
» 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. » If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear... » Angels and ministers of grace defend us. Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damned, Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee. » As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; They kill us for their sport. » O, thou hast damnable iteration, and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give it over; by the Lord, an I do not, I am a villain: I'll be damn'd for never a king's son in Christendom. » Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. » O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy; What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet... » If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. » There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
» Action is eloquence. But were we burdened with like weight of pain. so well as by reflection. welcome: Thou look'st like him that knows a warlike charge: To business that we love we rise betime. there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. » Assume a virtue. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil. We bid be quiet when we hear it cry. And seem a saint. » Be great in act. Must give us pause. thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind. your glass. Thou canst not then be false to any man. that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention. » Blow. . princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene! » Good-morrow to thee. as the night the day. » O for a Muse of fire. will modestly discover to yourself. For loan oft loses both itself and friend. A kingdom for a stage. » To die. » A wretched soul. I. » And since you know you cannot see yourself.» Neither a borrower nor a lender be. And go to't with delight. as you have been in thought. And it must follow. to sleep -To sleep. when most I play the devil. if you have it not. stol'n forth of holy writ. ay there's the rub. blow. that of yourself which you yet know not of. perchance to dream. bruised with adversity. And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. As much or more we should ourselves complain. » And thus I clothe my naked villainy With old odd ends. This above all: to thine ownself be true.
» God bless thee. If weaker. The valiant never taste of death but once. . obedience. if stronger. » Give every man thine ear. spare thyself. learned without conceitedness. » Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger constant in spirit. and but in purged judgement trusting neither? Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem. garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment. not swerving with the blood. and the elements So mixed in him. not working with the eye without the ear. » His life was gentle. but few thy voice. » Conversation should be pleasant without scurrility.As man's ingratitude. THIS WAS A MAN! » How poor are they who have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees. novel without falsehood. » Glory is like a circle in the water. spare him. » I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'. Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught. Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself. » I am not bound to please thee with my answers. and true duty! » He is winding the watch of his wit. that Nature might stand up. » Cowards die many times before their deaths. take each man's censure but reserve thy judgement. » He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. » Cry Havoc! And let slip the dogs of war! » For they are yet ear-kissing arguments. love. » How use doth breed a habit in a man. charity. free without indecency. by and by it will strike. and put meekness in thy mind. And say to all the world. witty without affectation.
And there is such confusion in my powers. babbling. but to support him after. » I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field. trust a few. » I wish you well and so I take my leave. and worse remains behind. » I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying. Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve. » I must be cruel only to be kind. » I pray thee cease thy counsel. » In time we hate that which we often fear. » Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore. drunkenness. . » Love looks not with the eyes. » In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility. I Pray you know me when we meet again.» I dote on his very absence. » In a false quarrel there is no true valour. Only my blood speaks to you in my veins. Do wrong to none. a still and quiet conscience. » It is not enough to help the feeble up. or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood. » I wasted time. and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires. vainness. and now doth time waste me. » Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word. » Lady you bereft me of all words. » I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities. but with the mind. So do our minutes hasten to their end. where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace. » Love all. Thus bad begins.
wears yet a precious jewel in its head. The Gods will diet me with. his faults lie gently on him! » Strong reasons make strong actions. » Sweet are the uses of adversity. and therefore am I bold and resolute. » The soul of this man is in his clothes. » Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie. which. I am so sometimes by chance. like a toad. » The sands are number'd that make up my life. both grow in one. though ugly and venomous. » Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear. take honour from me and my life is done. pursue it resolutely. in such a just an charitable war. I grant are bigger. » Pity is the virture of the law. my dagger in my mouth.» Mine honour is my life. » Our bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners. » Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind. » The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their swords. » Thou art all the comfort. » See first that the design is wise and just: that ascertained. do not for one repulse forego the purpose that you resolved to effect. » So may he rest. for I wear not. » Thy words. » Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy. » The trust I have is in mine innocence. » Their understanding Begins to swell and the approaching tide Will shortly fill the reasonable shores That now lie foul and muddy. » Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge of thine own cause. and none but tyrants use it cruelly. . » Though I am not naturally honest.
» You cram these words into mine ears against the stomach of my sense. » Lord. I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods Detest my baseness. that we are come To this great stage of fools. and doleful dumps the mind opresses. When I was green in judgment. » I have Immortal longings in me. we cry. » Your face is a book. » Age cannot wither her. » Since Cleopatra died. where men may read strange matters.» Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter. with speedy help doth lend redress. » When griping grief the heart doth wound. » While thou livest keep a good tongue in thy head. » We are advertis'd by our loving friends. nor custom stale Her infinite variety. where there is deep disorder in the mind. » Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear. with her silver sound. then music. what fools these mortals be! » No legacy is so rich as honesty. » For aught that I could ever read. » My salad days. . » Small to greater matters must give way. » When we are born. Could ever hear by tale or history. » We do not keep the outward form of order. The course of true love never did run smooth.
but reserve thy judgment. not gaudy. 'tis slander.» Hereafter. Take each man's censure. I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. take him for all in all. » A little more than kin. » The game is up. and doth belie All corners of the world. Give every man thy ear. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy. » No. Whose edge is sharper than the sword. whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile... in a better world than this. I shall not look upon his like again. » True is it that we have seen better days. whose breath Rides on the posting winds. but being in. » Beware Of entrance to a quarrel. They have their exits and their entrances. But not express'd in fancy. » Neither a borrower nor a lender be. » All the world's a stage. For the apparel oft proclaims the man. but the wise man knows himself to be a fool. rich. And one man in his time plays many parts. » The little foolery that wise men have makes a great show. » Frailty. . and less than kind. » I met a fool i' the forest. A motley fool. For loan oft loses both itself and friend. » The fool doth think he is wise. but few thy voice. Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. thy name is woman! » He was a man. And all the men and women merely players. » I have not slept one wink.
Thou canst not then be false to any man. » O. . To prick and sting her. » There is nothing either good or bad. see what I see! » To be. » Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. well enough. go. This above all: to thine own self be true. » Every man has business and desire. To have seen what I have seen. God has given you one face. » Brevity is the soul of wit. » The play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. » Though this be madness. » What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! » Be thou as chaste as ice. as pure as snow.And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. but thinking makes it so. it is a custom More honoured in the breach than the observance. yet there is method in 't. though I am native here And to the manner born. And it must follow. or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. » The devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape. as the night the day. woe is me. » I have heard of your paintings too. » Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge. Get thee to a nunnery. and you make yourselves another. » But to my mind. thou shalt not escape calumny. Such as it is.
my offence is rank. The oppressor's wrong. . and 'tis like a camel. it smells to heaven. But that the dread of something after death. And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry. my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go. The pangs of despised love. there's the rub: For in that sleep of death what dreams may come. indeed. the proud man's contumely.--'t is a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. » O. And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep: No more. Polonius: It is backed like a weasel. To grunt and sweat under a weary life. » The lady doth protest too much. » Hamlet: Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? Polonius: By the mass. Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all. The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. To sleep: perchance to dream: ay. methinks. To die. to sleep. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil. » My words fly up. A brother's murder. Hamlet: Or like a whale? Polonius: Very like a whale.Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns. and by a sleep to say we end The heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. the law's delay. Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel. When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear. And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought. And lose the name of action. It hath the primal eldest curse upon 't.
and let slip the dogs of war. that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now. » A hit. and now. Where be your gibes now. It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. to mock your own grinning? Quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber.. to this favour she must come. your gambols. » Beware the ides of March. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous. » Now cracks a noble heart. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. » Cowards die many times before their deaths.. It seems to me most strange that men should fear. a necessary end. Sleek-headed men. Will come when it will come. » Et tu. and tell her. your songs? your flashes of merriment. how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. » Let me have men about me that are fat. and worse remains behind. Seeing that death. a very palpable hit. of most excellent fancy. Brute! » How many ages hence . poor Yorick! I knew him. » I must be cruel. » Cry Havoc. only to be kind: Thus bad begins. and such as sleep o' nights: Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look.» For 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petard. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. » So full of artless jealousy is guilt. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard. it was Greek to me. Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest. for my own part. let her paint an inch thick. » But. Good night sweet prince: And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! » The rest is silence. The valiant never taste of death but once. » Alas.
And wear a golden sorrow. and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea. So are they all. all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. The evil that men do lives after them. dear friends. » There is a tide in the affairs of men Which taken at the flood. » Friends. » The gaudy. » 'T is better to be lowly born. » Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man. lend me your ears. » And many strokes. though with a little axe. . blabbing. And range with humble livers in content. once more. Then imitate the action of the tiger: Stiffen the sinews. But when the blast of war blows in our ears. I come to bury Caesar. Romans. Omitted. » If all the year were playing holidays. leads on to fortune. » There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things. countrymen. not to praise him. summon up the blood. The good is oft interred with their bones. Than to be perked up in a glistering grief.Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown! » For Brutus is an honourable man. » Once more unto the breach. » Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak. To sport would be as tedious as to work. all honourable men. » He hath eaten me out of house and home. Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility.
This precious stone set in the silver sea. And now. this seat of Mars. Against the envy of less happier lands. this earth. instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries. This is the worst. this little world. demi-paradise. nor never shall. » The worst is not So long as we can say. » This royal throne of kings. .» This England never did.-This blessed plot. let me shun that. » Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York. and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us. » Although the last. Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house. this England. » The gods are just. this realm. not least. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths. Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror. Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings. This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war. forget and forgive. » Pray you now. » How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child! » Oh. Our bruised arms hung up for monuments. And all the clouds that loured upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. that way madness lies. This happy breed of men. This other Eden. He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front. » Nothing will come of nothing. This earth of majesty. this sceptred isle.
The handle toward my hand? Come. I. » A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! » A man in all the world's new fashion planted. Win us with honest trifles. » And oftentimes. » They have been at a great feast of languages. » An honest tale speeds best. That hath a mint of phrases in his brain. fatal vision.-Why. and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph. The instruments of darkness tell us truths. Kings it makes gods.But I. and flies with swallow's wings. let me clutch thee. a false creation. in this weak piping time of peace. that am rudely stamped. Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass. I have thee not. » Is this a dagger which I see before me. » Yet do I fear thy nature. to win us to our harm. and yet I see thee still. Unless to spy my shadow in the sun. and stolen the scraps. sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind. that am not shaped for sportive tricks. sent before my time Into this breathing world. » A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it. never in the tongue Of him that makes it. » True hope is swift. Have no delight to pass away the time. And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them. It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. to betray's In deepest consequence. I. Art thou not. . being plainly told. » He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. Cheated of feature by dissembling nature. scarce half made up. Deformed. and meaner creatures kings. unfinished. I. that am curtailed of this fair proportion.
for the most. and to-morrow. and some by virtue fall. double toil and trouble. » Some rise by sin. I say! » To-morrow. a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot. » Truth is truth To the end of reckoning. out. » The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good. Fire burn. Hold. Out.Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? » The attempt and not the deed Confounds us. » Out. enough! » Our doubts are traitors. Signifying nothing. Macduff. Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time. and to-morrow. full of sound and fury. And. And make us lose the good we oft might win By fearing to attempt. become much more the better For being a little bad. » By the pricking of my thumbs. And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Open. though it hath slept. and cauldron bubble. . damned spot! out. And damn'd be him that first cries. best men are moulded out of faults. brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow. » The law hath not been dead. Whoever knocks! » Double. locks. » They say. Something wicked this way comes. » Lay on.
Let him not know 't. » Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul. Let every eye negotiate for itself And trust no agent. and he's not robb'd at all. but I do beguile The thing I am. my lord. 'tis his. of jealousy! It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on. dear my lord. if I could say how much. » I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I. for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O. » I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. 'tis something. . not wanting what is stolen. » O. by seeming otherwise. Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash. » O. » Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy. farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump. » What a deformed thief this fashion is.» What's mine is yours. beware. » Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues. » He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat. and has been slave to thousands. nothing. But I do love thee! and when I love thee not. » Good name in man and woman. » He that is robb'd. 'Twas mine. But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed. » I am not merry. Chaos is come again. and what is yours is mine. now.
» 'Tis neither here nor there. and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words. The royal banner. Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? » This bud of love. » Good night. by summer's ripening breath. and all quality. » A plague o' both your houses! » Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast. » The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. good night! parting is such sweet sorrow. whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit. he is little better than a beast. » The quality of mercy is not strain'd. » O Romeo. » My meaning in saying he is a good man. Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone! » Speak to me as to thy thinkings. » It is a wise father that knows his own child. But not the words. pomp. and when he is worst. is to have you understand me that he is sufficient. O you mortal engines.The spirit-stirring drum. » When he is best. and circumstance of glorious war! And. May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. and Juliet is the sun. Pride. » But. That I shall say good night till it be morrow. the ear-piercing fife. he is a little worse than a man. soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east. As thou dost ruminate. » I understand a fury in your words. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven . » What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.
It is an attribute to God himself. chance. » Why. It is enthroned in the hearts of kings. There is divinity in odd numbers.. Though justice be thy plea. » It is a familiar beast to man. consider this. when we are married and have more occasion to know one another: I hope. .. then the world's mine oyster. » We have some salt of our youth in us. » This is the third time. » If there be no great love in the beginning. Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings. That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy. either in nativity. Which I with sword will open. » Your hearts are mighty. yet heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance. » Thou art the Mars of malcontents. or death. His sceptre shows the force of temporal power. » I cannot tell what the dickens his name is. » Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English.. It is twice blest: It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. The attribute to awe and majesty. » We burn daylight. upon familiarity will grow more contempt. And earthly power doth then show likest God's. » This is the short and the long of it. Therefore. But mercy is above this sceptred sway. and signifies love. Jew. I hope good luck lies in odd numbers. your skins are whole. 'T is mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. » I will make a Star-chamber matter of it. And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. When mercy seasons justice.Upon the place beneath.
thus neglecting worldly ends. sir. Made such a sinner of his memory. In brief. » Full fathom five thy father lies. » Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground. Of his bones are coral made. by telling of it. he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom. Good things will strive to dwell with 't. » From the still-vexed Bermoothes. all dedicated To closeness and the bettering of my mind. » Like one Who having into truth. » My library Was dukedom large enough.» No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en. and kiss'd The wild waves whist. Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. . » I. » I will be correspondent to command. And then take hands: Courtsied when you have. » Come unto these yellow sands. » I would fain die a dry death. » Fill all thy bones with aches. To credit his own lie. » The fringed curtains of thine eye advance. And do my spiriting gently. study what you most affect. » There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple: If the ill spirit have so fair a house. » Knowing I lov'd my books.
» Our revels now are ended. the gorgeous palaces. In a cowslip's bell I lie. As a nose on a man's face. » Come not within the measure of my wrath. like the baseless fabric of this vision. the great globe itself. because I think him so. » Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. I say. If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. » O. » Where the bee sucks. . and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. Yea. merrily shall I live now. » That man that hath a tongue. The cloud-capp'd towers. how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day! » O jest unseen. or a weathercock on a steeple. shall dissolve. » Merrily. These our actors. is no man. The solemn temples. And. like this insubstantial pageant faded. We are such stuff As dreams are made on. Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. » Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.» What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time? » A very ancient and fish-like smell. there suck I. invisible. inscrutable. » A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. all which it inherit. As I foretold you. were all spirits. » He that dies pays all debts. into thin air: And. and Are melted into air. » I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so. Leave not a rack behind.
Knock there. » If music be the food of love. that. For loan oft loses both itself and friend.» How use doth breed a habit in a man! » What's gone and what's past help Should be past grief. And it must follow. there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness. and humility. Speak less than thou knowest.rich. » Costly thy habit [dress] as thy purse can buy. » The better part of valor is discretion. . in the which better part I have saved my life. Give me excess of it. Time. The appetite may sicken. Will one day end it. then imitate the action of the tiger. Thou canst not then be false to any man. And that old common arbitrator. and honesty is his. But not expressed in fancy . I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. » Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. » Have more than thou showest. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O. To sport would be as tedious as to work. but when the blast of war blows in our ears. » This above all: to thine own self be true. Stealing and giving odour! » If this were played upon a stage now. » The end crowns all. And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry [economy]. as the night the day. » Go to your bosom. » In peace. » If all the year were playing holidays. » We have seen better days. » Neither a borrower nor a lender be. and so die. and ask your heart what it doth know. » Give every man thy ear. For the apparel oft proclaims the man. surfeiting. stiffen the sinews. not gaudy. it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound 1 That breathes upon a bank of violets. but few thy voice. » Every man has his fault. play on.
joy's soul lies in the doing. thus.now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide. some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them. and bend up every spirit to its full height! » Do not.. » Be not afraid of greatness: some men are born great.. » But love is blind and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit. concealing it. forego the purpose that you resolved to effect. » Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand. pursued by a bear. » Things won are done. » O. for one repulse. Cupid himself would blush To see me thus transformed to a boy. » Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. » We know what we are. » When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past.summon up the blood. hold hard the breath. » O that a man might know the end of this day's business ere it come! » Cowards die many times before their deaths: The valiant never taste of death but once. » Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds. but use all gently. you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. » Cursed be he that moves my bones. will break. and as I may say. . » Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing. For in the very torrent. Or else my heart. tempest. but know not what we may be. And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste. » Exit. For if they could. I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought. it is excellent to have a giant's strength. whirlwind of passion. » My tongue will tell the anger of mine heart. but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.
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