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			 A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. read more 
	 A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have you on the hip. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1. 
		
 
	
			 Thou hast damnable iteration, and art indeed able to corrupt a saint. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. read more 
	 Thou hast damnable iteration, and art indeed able to corrupt a saint. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2. 
		
 
	
			 The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.  
	 The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2. 
		
 
	
			 There 's the humour of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 1.  
	 There 's the humour of it. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act ii. Sc. 1. 
		
 
	
			 A rascally yea-forsooth knave. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.  
	 A rascally yea-forsooth knave. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2. 
		
 
	
			 And then to breakfast with What appetite you have. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.  
	 And then to breakfast with What appetite you have. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2. 
		
 
	
			 He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it read more 
	 He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2. 
		
 
	
			 By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of read more 
	 By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3. 
		
 
	
			 I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to 
Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he read more 
	 I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to 
Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never 
plotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a 
thousand.