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• Press not a falling man too far! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iii, Sc.
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• A load would sink a navy. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iii, Sc. 2
• And sleep in dull cold marble. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iii, Sc.
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• And then to breakfast with What appetite you have. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iii, Sc.
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• A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
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• Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise i
  A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iii, Sc....
• T is but the fate of place, and the rough brake That virtue must go through.
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• T is my vocation, Hal; 't is no sin for a man to labour in his vocation.
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• This bold bad man. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act ii, Sc. 2