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• One fair daughter and no more, The which he loved passing well.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Pol. What do you read, my lord? Ham. Words, words, words.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Unpack my heart with words, And fall a-cursing, like a very drab.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Abuses me to damn me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• A dream itself is but a shadow. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Brevity is the soul of wit. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• Come, give us a taste of your quality. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...