Shakespeare or The Mighty Thor?

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Can you name the source, Shakespeare or Thor, who is quoted below?

Featured May 25, 2012

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Where we do reign, we will alone uphold--without the assistance of a mortal hand.
Hast thou stolen from me thy dying words? Thy fatherly hand, thy fatherly smile?
Though thy heart is gallantry itself... still art thou merely a woman!
What should such fellows as I do, crawling between earth and heaven?
Though thou be truly pure of heart – in thine innocence, thou art fair misguided.
The law hath not been dead--though it hath slept.
If he wouldst fight as valiantly as he doth snore.
I say thee NAY!
What profiteth a man to keep his throne, if he shall lose a universe?
If the great gods be just, they shall assist the deeds of justest men.
Methinks he hath a grim and troubled mien.
We are gods; 'tis our purpose to set aright the path of lesser beings.
Thou worse-than-any-name, read thine own evil!
Waves are but water. Wind but air. And though lightning be fire...yet it must answer thunder's call.
The gods can have no mortal officer more like a god than you.
Quote(S)hakespeare or (T)hor?Source
A power I have, but of what strength and nature I am not yet instructed.
Shall I destroy him? Whether there, or there, or there?
The Casket of Ancient Winters has been broken, and all who live are imperiled.
Evil hath e'er mistaken forbearance for weakness, peaceful intent for cowardice.
Beyond yon spires, I behold a smoldering blaze. 'Tis there methinks the danger lies.
Storms weather rock, given long enough.
Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!
Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word.
Flee, death! Flee and lick thy wounds, you who are not fit to utter my father's name!
There is no madness. There is only justice.
Hence, horrible villain! Or I'll spurn thine eyes like balls before me!
Bring him hither, and I'll be sworn I have power to shame him hence!
No more, thou thunder-master, show thy spite on mortal flies.
Rumble thy bellyful! Spit, fire! Spout, rain!

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