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    Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on,—how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour; what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no. 'T is insensible, then? yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I 'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon. And so ends my catechism. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act v. Sc. 1.

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Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.

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Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. read more

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A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.

A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.

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Three misbegotten knaves in Kendal green. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

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Light seeking light doth light of light beguile. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.

Light seeking light doth light of light beguile. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.

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Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water. -King Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2.

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Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. -Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 3.

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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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Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie. -The Tempest. Act v. Sc. 1.

Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie. -The Tempest. Act v. Sc. 1.

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