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• Let 's do it after the high Roman fashion. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc.
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• O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc. 15...
• Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods Detest my baseness.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc. 14...
• The shirt of Nessus is upon me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc.
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• My salad days, When I was green in judgment. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc.
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• This grief is crowned with consolation. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc.
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• A morsel for a monarch. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc. 5
• I have Immortal longings in me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act v, Sc.
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• On the sudden A Roman thought hath struck him. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc.
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