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• Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we 'll die with harness on our back.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 5...
• Nor time nor place Did then adhere. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 7
• Macb. What is the night? L. Macb. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• I 'll charm the air to give a sound, While you perform your antic round.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iv, Sc. 1...
• We 'll have a swashing and a martial outside, As many other mannish cowards have.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act i, Sc. 3...
• We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.
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• The labour we delight in physics pain. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Were such things here as we do speak about? Or have we eaten on the insane root that takes the reason prisoner?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 3...
• True is it that we have seen better days. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), As You Like It -- Act ii, Sc.
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