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Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Where most it promises. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. read more

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Where most it promises. -All 's Well that Ends Well. Act ii. Sc. 1.

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This is the very false gallop of verses. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

This is the very false gallop of verses. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

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A fellow of no mark nor likelihood. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.

A fellow of no mark nor likelihood. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.

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O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.

O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.

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An I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in fence, I 'ld have seen him damned ere I' read more

An I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in fence, I 'ld have seen him damned ere I' ld have challenged him. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.

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Priscian! a little scratched, 't will serve. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.

Priscian! a little scratched, 't will serve. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.

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What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight? -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight? -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

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O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge read more

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. -King Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.

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Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,— One foot in sea and one on shore, To read more

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,— One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 3.

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