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Tag Name "King" (1679)

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Though I be but prince of Wales, yet I am the king of courtesy.
William Shakespeare
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Time's the king of men he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave.
William Shakespeare
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When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy, over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
William Shakespeare
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I'm the king of the 20th century. I'm the boogeyman, the villian, the black sheep of the family.
Alan Moore
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Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!
William Shakespeare
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For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
William Shakespeare
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They do not abuse the king that flatter him. For flattery is the bellows blows up sin The thing the which is flattered, but a spark To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing.
William Shakespeare
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I was working in the gap where Martin Luther King, Jr. quoted communism and Warhol appropriated the protest image and named it riot, which is precisely what King didn't want his cause to be associated with. But that was the very thing that made it sexy to the art world. So I played between the two associations.
Kelley Walker
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The kingdom of God is a crash-bang opera: the king is dramatic, demanding, and unavoidable.
Alan Hirsch
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I think the King is but a man as I am: the violet smells to him as it doth to me.
William Shakespeare
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'Tis thought the king is dead we will not stay. The bay trees in our country are all wither'd.
William Shakespeare
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Time is the king of men.
William Shakespeare
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The Thane of Cawdor lives, A prosperous gentleman and to be King Stands not within the prospect of belief, No more than to be Cawdor.
William Shakespeare
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The color of the king doth come and go, Between his purpose and his conscience, Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set: His passion is so ripe, it needs must break.
William Shakespeare
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for my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. (Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1)
William Shakespeare
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Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English.
William Shakespeare
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I've never actually met one in the wild, but I have seen a king cobra. They go towards people, they rear up six feet tall and they're very aggressive and they are very fast. And one bite means certain death. So if I encountered a king cobra in the wild I would be very alarmed.
David Attenborough
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The king-becoming graces, As justice, verity, temp'rance, stableness, Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness, Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, I have no relish of them, but abound In the division of each several crime, Acting in many ways.
William Shakespeare
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A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by, and then his state Empties itself, as dot an inland brook Into the main of waters.
William Shakespeare
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Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose to the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, and in the calmest and most stillest night, with all appliances and means to boot, deny it to a king?
William Shakespeare
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It's soul force that removed the English from India. It's soul force that brought down the Berlin Wall. It's soul force that gave life to Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s struggle for civil rights.
Marianne Williamson
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The presence of a king engenders love Amongst his subjects, and his royal friends.
William Shakespeare
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Thou art a Castilian King urinal!
William Shakespeare
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Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons, Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus, Or any one of you, chop off your hand And send it to the King: he for the same Will send thee hither both thy sons alive, And that shall be the ransom for their fault.
William Shakespeare
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