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I love a ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true.

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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
Playwright
Poet
Stage Actor
Writer
Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
Shakespere
Shakespear
Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
Print
Sure
True
Love
Life
Ballad
Ballads

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There is not one wise man in twenty that will praise himself.
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There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased, The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
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Liberty plucks justice by the nose The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart Goes all decorum.
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Love is merely a madness and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love too.
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The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person, videlicet, in a love-cause.
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Let no such man be trusted.
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When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover.
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I pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve.
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And nothing is, but what is not.
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Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.
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Man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured.
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Fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
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Conceit, more rich in matter than in words, Brags of his substance, not of ornament: They are but beggars that can count their worth But my true love is grown to such excess, I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth.
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Weed your better judgments of all opinion that grows rank in them.
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I love him for his sake And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a coward Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him That they take place when virtue's steely bones Looks bleak i' th' cold wind withal, full oft we see Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.
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