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  1. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    If music be the food of love, play on,Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,The appetite may sicken, and so die.
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  2. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.
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  3. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Where lies your text? In Orsino's bosom. In his bosom! In what chapter of his bosom? To answer by the method, in the first of his heart.
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  4. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?
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  5. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage.
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  6. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Lady, you are the cruel'st she aliveIf you will lead these graces to the graveAnd leave the world no copy.
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  7. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    For what says Quinapalus? Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.
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  8. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Alas, the frailty is to blame, not weFor such as we are made of, such we be
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  9. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    But, indeed, words are very rascals, since bonds {vows} disgraced them."Viola: "Thy reason, man?"Feste: "Troth {Truthfully}, sir, I can yield you none without words, and words are grown so false, I am loathe to prove reason with them.
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  10. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    My stars shine darkly overme
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  11. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    Antonio: Will you stay no longer? nor will you not that I go with you? Sebastian: By your patience, no. My stars shine darkly over me; the malignancy of my fate might, perhaps, distemper yours; therefore I shall crave of you your leave that I may bear my evils alone. It were a bad recompense for your love to lay any of them on you.
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  12. William Shakespeare _ Twelfth Night

    This fellow is wise enough to play the fool;And to do that well craves a kind of wit:He must observe their mood on whom he jests,The quality of persons, and the time,And, like the haggard, check at every featherThat comes before his eye. This is a practiseAs full of labour as a wise man's artFor folly that he wisely shows is fit;But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
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