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A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
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William Shakespeare |
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b269a1b
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Journeys end in lovers meeting.
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lovers
destiny
meetings
journeys
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William Shakespeare |
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2a06702
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Thou] mad mustachio purple-hued maltworms!
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shakespeare
henry-iv
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William Shakespeare |
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3bc8372
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I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.
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shakespeare
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William Shakespeare |
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d453264
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The prince of darkness is a gentleman!
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irony
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William Shakespeare |
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187e19e
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Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
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William Shakespeare |
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1e31cab
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The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
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theft
stealing
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William Shakespeare |
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6315689
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I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.
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William Shakespeare |
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7e2fbcb
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No legacy is so rich as honesty.
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legacy
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William Shakespeare |
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b225538
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All things are ready, if our mind be so.
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readiness
preparedness
preparation
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William Shakespeare |
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b3785e9
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Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
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William Shakespeare |
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3fbdaca
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Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.
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William Shakespeare |
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43f8236
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The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in t..
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William Shakespeare |
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969bcfb
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a young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief
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William Shakespeare |
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a2c73d2
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O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd! She was a vixen when she went to school; And though she be but little, she is fierce.
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William Shakespeare |
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83133e5
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love is blind and lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit
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William Shakespeare |
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365093b
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The rest, is silence.
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William Shakespeare |
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fe6d0de
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Things without all remedy should be without regard: what's done is done.
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William Shakespeare |
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286a506
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The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones.
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good
death
reputation
deeds
legacy
remembrance
evil
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William Shakespeare |
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16079e7
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Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*
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moderation
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William Shakespeare |
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f624b8b
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The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart. O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
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William Shakespeare |
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3be3323
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This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehens..
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shakespeare
piece-of-work
quintessence-of-dust
soliloquy
william-shakespeare
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William Shakespeare |
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6bc0580
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Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues we write in water.
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William Shakespeare |
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a61ae02
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Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day.
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William Shakespeare |
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acada8a
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Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love .
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love
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William Shakespeare |
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3aece73
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Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight. Mercutio: And so did I. Romeo: Well, what was yours? Mercutio: That dreamers often lie. Romeo: In bed asleep while they do dream things true.
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William Shakespeare |
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2865200
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There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
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William Shakespeare |
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6e3fb3c
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Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.
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love
lovers-quarrels
wooing
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William Shakespeare |
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53bd8ca
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Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts! Unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top full Of direst cruelty; make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischi..
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scene-v
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William Shakespeare |
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053ac17
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For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lillies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
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William Shakespeare |
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e0a3c58
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Who is it that can tell me who I am?
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William Shakespeare |
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4e7b476
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O God, I could be bound in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space - were it not that I have bad dreams.
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William Shakespeare |
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0f8ccfb
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All causes shall give way: I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
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shakespeare
halfway
wade
macbeth
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William Shakespeare |
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4bf0bf4
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Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Ding-dong Hark! now I hear them,--Ding-dong, bell.
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water
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William Shakespeare |
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c422939
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Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell and all Montagues.
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William Shakespeare |
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abb106e
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There's small choice in rotten apples.
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William Shakespeare |
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35d3199
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Now I will believe that there are unicorns...
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William Shakespeare |
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79dc934
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O, full of scorpions is my mind!
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William Shakespeare |
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19b8726
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But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! Oh, that she knew she were!
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love
balcony-scene
romeo
juliet
plays
romeo-and-juliet
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William Shakespeare |
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e2af455
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The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape.
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lies
male-beauty
hamlet
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William Shakespeare |
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7062dc2
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The weight of this sad time we must obey, Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
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William Shakespeare |
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7b088fd
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Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now
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shakespeare
hate
love
inspirational
uplifting
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William Shakespeare |
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3bb845a
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Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.(Iago, Act II, scene iii)
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William Shakespeare |
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4b2aeeb
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turn him into stars and form a constellation in his image. His face will make the heavens so beautiful that the world will fall in love with the night and forget about the garish sun.
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true-love
male-beauty
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William Shakespeare |