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			 No Indian prince has to his palace
 More followers than a thief to the gallows.  
	 No Indian prince has to his palace
 More followers than a thief to the gallows. 
		
 
	
			 Stolen sweets are always sweeter:
 Stolen kisses much completer;
  Stolen looks are nice in chapels:
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	 Stolen sweets are always sweeter:
 Stolen kisses much completer;
  Stolen looks are nice in chapels:
   Stolen, stolen be your apples. 
		
 
	
			 'Tis bad enough in man or woman
 To steal a goose from off a common;
  But surely read more 
	 'Tis bad enough in man or woman
 To steal a goose from off a common;
  But surely he's without excuse
   Who steals a common from the goose. 
		
 
	
			 Who steals a bugle-horn, a ring, a steed,
 Or such like worthless thing, has some discretion;
  'Tis read more 
	 Who steals a bugle-horn, a ring, a steed,
 Or such like worthless thing, has some discretion;
  'Tis petty larceny: not such his deed
   Who robs us of our fame, our best possession. 
		
 
	
			 To keep my hands from picking and stealing.  
	 To keep my hands from picking and stealing. 
		
 
	
			 For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high 
places of the city,
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	 For she sitteth at the door of her house, on a seat in the high 
places of the city,
 To call passengers who go right on their ways:
  Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: and as for him that 
wanteth understanding, she saith to him,
   Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. 
		
 
	
			 He that is robbed, not wanting what is stol'n,
 Let him not know't, and he's not robbed at all.  
	 He that is robbed, not wanting what is stol'n,
 Let him not know't, and he's not robbed at all. 
		
 
	
			 A murderer and a villain,
 A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe
  Of your precedent read more 
	 A murderer and a villain,
 A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe
  Of your precedent lord, a vice of kings,
   A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,
    That from a shelf the precious diadem stole
     And put it in his pocket-- 
		
 
	
			 Do villainy, do, since you protest to do't,
 Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery:
  The sun's read more 
	 Do villainy, do, since you protest to do't,
 Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery:
  The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction
   Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief,
    And her pale fire she snatches from the sun;
     The sea's a thief, whose liquid surges resolves
      The moon into salt tears; the earth's a thief,
       That feeds and breeds by a composture stol'n
        From gen'ral excrement.