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What Time hath scanted men in hair, he hath given them in wit.
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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She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her.
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My rage is gone, And I am struck with sorrow. Take him up. Help, three o' th' chiefest soldiers I'll be one. Beat thou the drum, that it speaks mournfully, Trail your steel spikes. Though in this city he Hath widowed and unchilded many a one, Which to this hour bewail the injury, Yet he shall have a noble memory. Assist.
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ROMEO to BALTHASAR But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: The time and my intents are savage-wild, More fierce and more inexorable far Than empty tigers or the roaring sea.
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O polished perturbation! golden care! That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide To many a watchful night.
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He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.
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My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.
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The horn, the horn, the lusty horn Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.
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They lie deadly that tell you have good faces.
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A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' th' forest, A motley fool! a miserable world! As I do live by food, I met a fool Who laid him down and basked him in the sun And railed on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms, and yet a motley fool.
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Waste not thy time in windy argument but let the matter drop.
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