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Sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
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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You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.
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Can one desire too much of a good thing?
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True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his side to the dew-dropping south.
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in that small [time] most greatly lived this star of England: Fortune made his sword, By which the world's best garden he achiev'd And left it to his son imperial lord. Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King of France and England did this King succeed Whose state so many of had the managing, That they lost France and made his England bleed.
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But it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in the most humorous sadness.
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It is a wise father that knows his own child.
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Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently.
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Take but degree away, untune that string, and hark, what discord follows!
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For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.
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Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep.
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where civil blood makes civil hands unclean
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Do you see yonder cloud that’s almost in shape of a camel? Polonius: By the mass, and ‘tis like a camel, indeed. Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel. Polonius: It is backed like a weasel. Hamlet: Or like a whale? Polonius: Very like a whale.
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Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.
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The prize of all too precious you.
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The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
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In law, what plea so tainted and corrupts, but being seasoned with a gracious voice obscures the show of evil.
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Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, th' ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!
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How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
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We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail.
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I have heard it said There is an art which in their piedness shares With great creating nature.
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