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Evil news fly faster still than good.
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In time the savage bull sustains the yoke, In time all haggard hawks will stoop to lure, In time small wedges cleave the hardest oak, In ti…
What outcries pluck me from my naked bed And chill my throbbing heart with trembling fear.
Oh eyes, no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; Oh life, no life, but lively form of death; Oh world, no world, but mass of public wron…
Thus must we toil in other men's extremes, That know not how to remedy our own.
Dost thou think to live till his old doublet will make thee a new truss?
For what's a play without a woman in it?
My son - and what's a son? A thing begot Within a pair of minutes, thereabout: A lump bred up in darkness.
Duly twice a morning Would I be sprinkling it with fountain-water. At last it grew, and grew, and bore, and bore, Till at the length It gre…
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