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Ideas are the very coinage of your brain.

William Shakespeare

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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
Playwright
Poet
Stage Actor
Writer
Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
Shakespere
Shakespear
Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
Coinage
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As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
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The pleasing punishment that women bear.
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And he goes through life, his mouth open, and his mind closed.
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Tis no sin for a man to labor in his vocation.
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one pain is cured by another. catch some new infection in your eye and the poison of the old one would die.
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Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
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For though the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
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A pal is one that is aware you while you are, understands where you have already been, accepts whatever you are becoming, and continue to, carefully means that you can develop.
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'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O for breath to utter what is like thee! you tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase you vile standing-tuck!
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Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty look, repeats his words, Remembers me of his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form
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How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead!
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What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.
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If little faults proceeding on distemper Shall not be winked at, how shall we stretch our eye When capital crimes, chewed, swallowed, and digested, Appear before us?
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She's good, being gone.
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But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool.
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My desolation does begin to make A better life.
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So every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity.
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