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• He was a man Of an unbounded stomach. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc.
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• Yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc.
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• An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye
  Give him a little earth for charity! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc....
• He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.
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• He will give the devil his due. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act i, Sc. 2
• He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading
  Lofty and sour to them that loved him not, But to those men that sought him sweet as summer....
• Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water.
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• His cares are now all ended. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act v, Sc. 2
• Brain him with his lady's fan. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc. 3