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    He is the half part of a blessed man, Left to be finished by such as she; And she a fair divided excellence, Whose fulness of perfection lies in him. -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.

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A rascally yea-forsooth knave. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.

A rascally yea-forsooth knave. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 2.

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I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

I 'll speak in a monstrous little voice. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

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Is it a world to hide virtues in? -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.

Is it a world to hide virtues in? -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.

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An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. read more

An habitation giddy and unsure Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3.

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Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.

Hanging and wiving goes by destiny. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.

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This day is called the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day and comes safe home, Will stand a read more

This day is called the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. -King Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3.

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Framed in the prodigality of nature. -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2.

Framed in the prodigality of nature. -King Richard III. Act i. Sc. 2.

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That daffed the world aside, And bid it pass. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.

That daffed the world aside, And bid it pass. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iv. Sc. 1.

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This was Shakespeare's form;
Who walked in every path of human life,
Felt every passion; and to read more

This was Shakespeare's form;
Who walked in every path of human life,
Felt every passion; and to all mankind
Doth now, will ever, that experience yield
Which his own genius only could acquire.

by Mark Akenside Found in: Shakespeare Quotes,
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