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I am not prone to weeping as our sex commonly are the want of which vain dew perchance shall dry your pities but I have that honorable grief lodged here which burns worse than tears drown.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Cold indeed, and labor lost: Then farewell heat, and welcome frost!
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We are not ourselves When nature, being oppressed, commands the mind To suffer with the body.
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With these shreds They vented their complainings, which being answered And a petition granted them, a strange one, To break the heart of generosity, And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon, Shouting their emulation.
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No, I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing.
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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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But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me? Catherine: I cannot tell. Henry: Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them.
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Happy thou art not for what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get and what thou hast, forgettest.
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