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Her words are trusty heralds to her mind.
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Oh, happy kings,Whose thrones are raised in their subjects' hearts.
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Sister, look ye,I've shook off old mortality.
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FlatteryIs monstrous in a true friend.
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Tell us, pray, what devilMen into monsters.
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MelancholyOf body, but the mind's disease.
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Philosophers dwell in the moon.
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Fly hence, shadows, that do keep,Watchful sorrows, charmed in sleep.
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Tempt not the stars, young man, thou canst not playWith the severity of fate.
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GloriesAnd shadows soon decaying.
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Revenge proves its own executioner.
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Truth is child of time.
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He hath shook hands with time.
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Brother, even by my mother's dust, I charge you,Do not betray me to your mirth or hate.
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Delay in vengeance gives a heavier blow.
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Busy opinion is an idle fool.
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Let them fear bondage who are slaves to fear;The sweetest freedom is an honest heart.
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We can drink till all look blue.
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