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Here's nothing to be got now a-days, unless thou can'st fish for't.-2 FISH. II., 1.

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I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; who shuns not to break one, will sure crack both.-PER. I., 2.

I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a whale: 'a plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours them all at a mouthful. Such whales have I heard on a'the land, who never leave gaping, till they've swallowed the whole parish, church, steeple, bells and all.-1 FISH. II., 1.

In framing artists, art hath thus decreed, to make some good, but others to exceed.-SIM. II., 3.

I do shame to think of what a noble strain you are, and of how cow'd a spirit.-DION. IV., 4.

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My recompense is thanks, that's all; yet my good will is great, though the gift small.-THAI. III., 4.

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Nor let pity, which even women have cast off, melt thee, but be a soldier to thy purpose.-DION. IV., 1.

Not to be a troubler of your peace, I will end here. -MAR. V., 1.

Now our sands are almost run;

More a little, and then done.-Gow. V., 1.

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One sin, I know, another doth provoke.-PER. I., 1.

One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, that may succeed as his inheritor.-CLE. I., 4.

Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan the outward habit by the inward man.-SIM. II., 2.

Our griefs are risen to the top, and now at length they overflow their banks.—1 LORD, II., 4.

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Princes are a model, which heaven makes like to itself.-SIM. II., 2.

Put me to present pain; lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, o'erbear the shores of my mortality, and drown me with their sweetness.-PER. V., 1.

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She 'gins to blow into life's flower again!-CER. III., 2.

Should I tell my history, 'twould seem like lies disdain'd in the reporting.-MER. V., 1.

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The blind mole casts copp'd hills towards heaven, to tell, the earth is wrong'd by man's oppression; and the poor worm doth die for't.-PER. I., 1.

The sad companion, dull-eyed melancholy, by me so us'd a guest is, not an hour, in the day's glorious walk, or peaceful night, (the tomb where grief should sleep,) can breed me quiet!-PER. I., 2.

The passions of the mind, that have their first conception by mis-dread, have after-nourishment and life by care; and what was first but fear what might be done, grows elder now, and cares it be not done.PER. I., 2.

They do abuse the king, that flatter him: for flattery is the bellows blows up sin; the thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark, to which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing; whereas reproof, obedient, and in order, fits kings, as they are men, for they may err. -HEL. I., 2.

'Tis time to fear, when tyrants seem to kiss.-Per. I., 2.

Tyrant's fears decrease not, but grow faster than their years.-PER. I., 2.

To me he seems like diamond to glass.-THAI. II., 3.

Time's the king of men, for he's their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave.-PER. ÎI., 3.

Though this king were great, his greatness was no guard to bar heaven's shaft, but sin had his reward.HEL. II., 4.

This kingdom, if without a head, (like goodly buildings left without a roof,) will soon to ruin fall.2 LORD, II., 4.

To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield.-1 Lord, II., 4.

Thou art like the harpy, which, to betray, doth wear an angel's face.—CLE. ÏV., 4.

Thou dost look like Patience, gazing on king's graves, and smiling extremity out of act.-PER. V., 1.

This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep did mock sad fools withal.-PER. V., 1.

Truth can never be confirm'd enough, though doubts did ever sleep.—PER. V., 1.

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Vice repeated, is like the wand'ring wind, blows dust in others' eyes, to spread itself.—PER. I., 1.

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Who digs hills because they do aspire, throws down one mountain, to cast up a higher.-D1o. I., 4.

Who makes the fairest show, means most deceit.CLE. I., 4.

We are gentlemen, that neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes, envy the great, nor do the low despise. -1 KNIGHT, II., 3.

We cannot but obey the powers above us. Could I rage and roar as doth the sea she lies in, yet the end must be as 'tis.-PER. III., 3.

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Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry, the more she gives them speech.-PER. V., 1.

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Your honour and your goodness teach me credit, without your vows.-PER. III., 3.

Your present kindness makes my past miseries sport. -PER. V., 1.

Coriolanus.

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little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.-MEN. Act II., Scene 1.

Arm yourself to answer mildly; for they are prepar'd with accusations, as I hear, more strong than are upon you yet. Coм. III., 2.

Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, and so shall starve with feeding.-VOL. IV., 2.

As Hercules did shake down mellow fruit: You have made fair work!-MEN. IV., 6.

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