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This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons peas And utters it again when God doth please: He is wit's pedler and retails his wares.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Look on beauty, and you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight which therein works a miracle in Nature, making them lightest that wear most of it: so are those crisped snaky golden locks which make such wanton gambols with the wind upon supposed fairness, often known to be the dowry of a second head, the skull that bred them in the sepulchre.
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No villainous bounty yet hath passed my heart Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given.
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To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.
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Who are the violets now That strew the lap of the new-come spring?
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The trust I have is in mine innocence, and therefore am I bold and resolute.
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Base is the slave that pays.
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What light through yonder window breaks?
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Time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop.
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How soar sweet music is, when time is broke, and no proportion kept!
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You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
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Why, universal plodding poisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries, As motion and long-during action tires The sinewy vigor of the traveller.
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Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard, and many a time Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear for several virtues Have I liked several women never any With so full soul but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, And put it to the foil.
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Is she not passing fair?
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His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.
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Violent fires soon burn out themselves, small showers last long, but sudden storms are short he tires betimes that spurs too fast.
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I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong.
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Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are 'clept All by the name of dogs: the valued file Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle, The housekeeper, the hunter, every one According to the gift which bounteous nature Hath in him closed.
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Prosperity's the very bond of love.
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