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Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. read more

Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2.

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I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

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I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,— A stage, where every man must play a part; And mine read more

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,— A stage, where every man must play a part; And mine a sad one. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.

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Comparisons are odorous. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.

Comparisons are odorous. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 5.

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Nor sequent centuries could hit
Orbit and sum of Shakespeare's wit.

Nor sequent centuries could hit
Orbit and sum of Shakespeare's wit.

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For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
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For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
Lives in his issue; even so the race
Of Shakespeare's mind and manner brightly shine
In his well-turned and true-filed lines;
In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandished at the eyes of ignorance.

by Ben Jonson Found in: Shakespeare Quotes,
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The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages since; but I think now 't is not read more

The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages since; but I think now 't is not to be found. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 2.

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These blessed candles of the night. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

These blessed candles of the night. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

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There, Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb
The crowns o' the world. Oh, eyes sublime
With tears and read more

There, Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb
The crowns o' the world. Oh, eyes sublime
With tears and laughter for all time.

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