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Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his read more

Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 1.

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Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster. -As You read more

Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster. -As You Like It. Act v. Sc. 4.

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Eating the bitter bread of banishment. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Eating the bitter bread of banishment. -King Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 1.

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A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. read more

A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

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Even at the turning o' the tide. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Even at the turning o' the tide. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 3.

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Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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-Glen.

-Glen.

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Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself. -King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. read more

Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself. -King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. 1.

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When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with read more

When daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

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