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To be, or not to be: that is the question | |
All the world ’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players | |
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! | |
Out, damned spot! out, I say! | |
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears | |
Lord, what fools these mortals be! | |
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more | |
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows | |
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy! | |
Parting is such sweet sorrow | |
I am a man more sinn'd against than sinning | |
My salad days, When I was green in judgment | |
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