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    The stream of Time, which is continually washing the dissoluble
    fabrics of other poets, passes without injury by the adamant of
    Shakespeare.

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Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.

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I would fain die a dry death. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.

I would fain die a dry death. -The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.

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Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I 'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, read more

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I 'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

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Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 3.

Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy. -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 3.

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The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to read more

The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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A deal of skimble-skamble stuff. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

A deal of skimble-skamble stuff. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

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The true beginning of our end. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

The true beginning of our end. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 1.

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The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, read more

The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life, Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving-delicate and full of life Into the eye and prospect of his soul. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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The sense of death is most in apprehension; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds read more

The sense of death is most in apprehension; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

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