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O, that this too too solid flesh would melt,/Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world/Like a Colossus, and we petty men/Walk under his huge legs and peep about/To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale/Her infinite variety.
That no Italian priest/Shall tithe or toll in our dominions.
Golden lads and girls all must,/As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
The quality of mercy is not strain’d
The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo.
Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground/And tell sad stories of the death of kings.
His nature is too noble for the world:/He would not flatter Neptune for his trident,/Or Jove for ’s power to thunder.
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,/But I do love thee! and when I love thee not,/Chaos is come again.
Our revels now are ended.
And many strokes, though with a little axe,/Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.
We have heard the chimes at midnight.
Had I but served my God with half the zeal/I served my king, he would not in mine age/Have left me naked to mine enemies.
The better part of valour is discretion.
He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man.
Now is the winter of our discontent/Made glorious summer by this sun of York
O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend/The brightest heaven of invention!
A plague o’ both your houses!
As an arrow shot/From a well-experienc’d archer hits the mark/His eye doth level at.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
If it were done when ’t is done, then ’t were well/It were done quickly
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
If music be the food of love, play on
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
Lord, what fools these mortals be!
Let’s go hand in hand, not one before another
The eagle suffers little birds to sing.
I will make a Star-chamber matter of it.
All the world ’s a stage,/And all the men and women merely players.
The common curse of mankind,—folly and ignorance.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,/Even such a woman oweth to her husband.
The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.
As flies to wanton boys are we to th' gods,/They kill us for their sport.
A young man married is a man that ’s marr’d

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