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I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat read more

I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat away those blushes. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? -Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.

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The blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare! -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. read more

The blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare! -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.

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All plumed like estridges that with the wind Baited like eagles having lately bathed; Glittering in golden coats, like images; read more

All plumed like estridges that with the wind Baited like eagles having lately bathed; Glittering in golden coats, like images; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. -King Henry read more

To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.

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A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.

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If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, read more

If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour! -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 1.

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We will draw the curtain and show you the picture. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.

We will draw the curtain and show you the picture. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.

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Tetchy and wayward. -King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4.

Tetchy and wayward. -King Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 4.

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