William Shakespeare

All is well ended, if the suit be won.

All is well ended, if the suit be won.

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?

The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows.
They are polluted off'rings, more abhorred!
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The gods are deaf to hot and peevish vows.
They are polluted off'rings, more abhorred!
Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.

Are you drawn forth among a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offense?
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Are you drawn forth among a world of men
To slay the innocent? What is my offense?
Where is the evidence that doth accuse me?
What lawful quest have given their verdict up
Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced
The bitter sentence of poor Clarence's death
Before I be convict by course of law?
To threaten me with death is most unlawful:
I charge you, as you hope [to have redemption
By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins,]
That you depart, and lay no hands on me.
The deed you undertake is damnable.

He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
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He that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.