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What's the newest grief? Each minute tunes a new one.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud but, God He knows, thy share thereof is small.
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Ah me, how weak a thing The heart of woman is!
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Extreme fear can neither fight nor fly.
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I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jump with common spirits And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
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For mine own part, it was Greek to me.
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Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. O that estates, degrees, and offices Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour Were purchased by the merit of the wearer!
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The summer's flow'r is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die' But if that flow'r with base infection meet, The basest weed outbraves his dignity: For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
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The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
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Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return to plague the inventor.
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Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
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That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.
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What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no.
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Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.
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In love the heavens themselves do guide the state Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.
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Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings that fear their subjects treachery?
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When most I wink, then do my eyes best see
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Is it possible he should know what he is, and be that he is?
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For what good turn? Messenger: For the best turn of the bed.
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If there were reason for these miseries, then into limits could I bind my woes. If the winds rages, doth not the sea wax mad, threat'ning the welkin with its big-swoll'n face? And wilt though have a reason for this coil? I am the sea. Hark how her sighs doth blow. She is the weeping welkin, I the earth.
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O no, thy love though much, is not so great, It is my love that keeps mine eye awake, Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat, To play the watchman ever for thy sake. For thee watch I, whilst thou dost wake elsewhere, From me far off, with others all too near.
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