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An ill wound is cured, not an ill name.
An ill wound is cured, not an ill name.
We must love, as looking one day to hate.
We must love, as looking one day to hate.
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.
Out of breath to no possible purpose; in attempting everything,
doing nothing.
Out of breath to no possible purpose; in attempting everything,
doing nothing.
A sinful heart makes feeble hand.
A sinful heart makes feeble hand.
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is read more
O I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir,
of myself, and what remains is bestial.
Not even piety will stay wrinkles, nor the encroachments of age,
nor the advance of death, which cannot be read more
Not even piety will stay wrinkles, nor the encroachments of age,
nor the advance of death, which cannot be resisted.
I gave the mouse a hole, and she is become my heire.
I gave the mouse a hole, and she is become my heire.
The Devill is not alwaies at one doore.
The Devill is not alwaies at one doore.
