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I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 5.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 5.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Love sought is good, but given unsought is better. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I think we do know the sweet Roman hand. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Put thyself into the trick of singularity. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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'T is not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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This is very midsummer madness. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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What, man! defy the Devil: consider, he is an enemy to mankind. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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More matter for a May morning. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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An I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in fence, I 'ld have seen him damned ere I' ld have challenged him. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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-Clo.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. -Twelfth Night. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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For the rain it raineth every day. -Twelfth Night. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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They say we are Almost as like as eggs. -The Winter's Tale. Act i. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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What 's gone and what 's past help Should be past grief. -The Winter's Tale. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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A snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 3.
Author: William Shakespeare
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O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phœbus in his strength,—a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I love a ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. -The Winter's Tale. Act iv. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Lord of thy presence and no land beside. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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And if his name be George, I 'll call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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For he is but a bastard to the time That doth not smack of observation. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. -King John. Act i. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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For courage mounteth with occasion. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I would that I were low laid in my grave: I am not worth this coil that 's made for me. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Saint George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Sits on his horse back at mine hostess' door. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fulness of perfection lies in him. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Talks as familiarly of roaring lions As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs! -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward! Thou little valiant, great in villany! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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That no Italian priest Shall tithe or toll in our dominions. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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When Fortune means to men most good, She looks upon them with a threatening eye. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up. -King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Author: William Shakespeare
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How now, foolish rheum! -King John. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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And oftentimes excusing of a fault Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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We cannot hold mortality's strong hand. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Make haste; the better foot before. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Another lean unwashed artificer. -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Make deeds ill done! -King John. Act iv. Sc. 2.
Author: William Shakespeare
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Mocking the air with colours idly spread. -King John. Act v. Sc. 1.
Author: William Shakespeare
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