You may as well strike at the heaven with your staves, as lift them against the Roman state, whose course will on the way it takes, cracking ten thousand curbs of more strong link asunder than can ever appear in your impediment.
It may be you have heard it, but since it serves my purpose, I will venture to stale't a little more.
With every minute you do change a mind, and call him noble that was now your hate, him vile that was your garland.
Were half to half the world by th'ears, and he upon my party, I'd revolt to make only my wars with him. He is a lion that I am proud to hunt.
You did not think it folly to keep your great pretences veiled, till when they needs must show themselves? By the discovery we shall be shortened in our aim.
When yet he was but tender-bodied, when a mother should not sell him an hour from her beholding; I, considering how honour would become such a person, was pleased to let him seek danger where he was like to find fame.
Thou bleed'st; thy exercise hath been too violent for a second course of fight.
Now the fair goddess, Fortune, fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms misguide thy opposers' swords! Bold gentleman, prosperity be thy page!
How could'st thou in a mile confound an hour?
Let me clip ye in arms as sound as when I wooed.
Wouldst thou have laughed had I come coffin'd home, that weep'st to see me triumph? Ah, my dear, such eyes the widows in Corioles wear, and mothers that lack sons.
I do beseech you, let me o'erleap that custom. Please you that I may pass this doing.
As I have shed my blood, not fearing outward force, so shall my lungs coin words till their decay.
As she is now, she will but disease our better mirth.
You have made good work, you, and your apron-men; you that stood so much upon the voice of occupation and the breath of garlic-eaters!
What authority surfeits on would relieve us. If they would yield us but the superfluity while it were wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely.
He could not stay to pick them in a pile of noisome musty chaff. He said 'twas folly, for one poor grain or two, to leave unburnt and still to nose th'offence.
It is lots to blanks my name hath touched your ears.
Can you think to blow out the intended fire you are ready to flame in, with such weak breath as this?
As certain as I know the sun is fire.
He for his meed was brow-bound with the oak.
Must I go show them my unbarb'd sconce?
Temp'rately proceed to what you would violently redress.
This lies glowing, I can tell you, and is almost mature for the violent breaking out.
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