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I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.
I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips.
Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Length of days is in her right hand; and in her left hand riches
and honour.
Length of days is in her right hand; and in her left hand riches
and honour.
But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
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But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like a snake.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
His eyes
Were with his heart. and that was far away.
Cares deny all rest to weary limbs.
Cares deny all rest to weary limbs.
Mad desire, when it has the most, longs for more.
Mad desire, when it has the most, longs for more.
The secret wound still lives within the breast.
[Lat., Tacitum vivit sub pectore vulnus.]
The secret wound still lives within the breast.
[Lat., Tacitum vivit sub pectore vulnus.]
We are worthless fowl, hatched from unlucky eggs.
We are worthless fowl, hatched from unlucky eggs.
