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The sight of lovers feedeth those in love.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
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William Shakspere
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My charity is outrage, life my shame And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!
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Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.
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For as a surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings, Or as tie heresies that men do leave Are hated most of those they did deceive, So thou, my surfeit and my heresy, Of all be hated, but the most of me!
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Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving.
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Away, you trifler! Love! I love thee not, I care not for thee, Kate: this is no world To play with mammets and to tilt with lips: We must have bloody noses and cracked crowns.
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Beware Of entrance to a quarrel but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy rich, not gaudy For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
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Downy sleep, death's counterfeit.
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The language I have learnt these forty years, My native English, now I must forgo And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol or a harp, Or like a cunning instrument cased up Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
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One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.
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I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.
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Nor aught so good but strained from that fair use, Revolts from true birth stumbling on abuse.
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