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• The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Every true man's apparel fits your thief. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iv, Sc.
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• O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
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• A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences.
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• Palsied eld. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iii, Sc. 1
• The cunning livery of hell. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iii, Sc.
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• The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope.
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• There, at the moated grange, resides this dejected Mariana.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iii, Sc.
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