William Shakespeare

Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
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Such men as he be never at heart's ease
Whiles they behold a greater than themselves,
And therefore are they very dangerous.

Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!

Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!

This tyrant, whole sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest; you have loved him well;
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This tyrant, whole sole name blisters our tongues,
Was once thought honest; you have loved him well;
He hath not touched you yet.

I cannot give thee less, to be called grateful.
Thou thought'st to help me, and such thanks I give
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I cannot give thee less, to be called grateful.
Thou thought'st to help me, and such thanks I give
As one near death to those that wish him live.

Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!

Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds!