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• Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I 'll have a suit of sables.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That roots itself -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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• Art thou there, truepenny? Come on--you hear this fellow in the cellarage.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
  Get thee to a nunnery, go. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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• Deeper than did ever plummet sound I 'll drown my book.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• The play 's the thing Wherein I 'll catch the conscience of the king.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...