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• The world knows only two,--that 's Rome and I. -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Sejanus, Act v, Sc. 1
• Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast.
  -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Epicaene; Or, the Silent Woman, Act i, Sc. 1...
• There shall be no love lost. -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Every Man out of his Humour, Act ii, Sc.
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• It was a mighty while ago. -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Every Man in his Humour, Act i, Sc. 3
• As he brews, so shall he drink. -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Every Man in his Humour, Act ii, Sc.
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• Have paid scot and lot there any time this eighteen years.
  -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Every Man in his Humour, Act iii, Sc. 3...
• Hang sorrow! care 'll kill a cat. -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Every Man in his Humour, Act i, Sc.
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• Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace
  Robes loosely flowing, hair as free,-- Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of a...
• It must be done like lightning. -- Ben Jonson (1573-1637) -- Every Man in his Humour, Act iv, Sc.
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