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• I am dying, Egypt, dying. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc.
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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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• Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• The shirt of Nessus is upon me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc.
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• 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...
• To business that we love we rise betime, And go to 't with delight.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc. 4...
• That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc. 14...
• This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act iv, Sc. 4...
• A morsel for a monarch. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc. 5