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• Even at the turning o' the tide. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act ii, Sc.
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• His nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act ii, Sc. 3...
• Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or die! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act v, Sc.
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• Base is the slave that pays. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act ii, Sc. 1
• They are too thin and bare to hide offences. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act v, Sc.
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• T is a cruelty To load a falling man. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act v, Sc.
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• Brain him with his lady's fan. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc. 3
• Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act ii, Sc. 4...
• A foutre for the world and worldlings base! I speak of Africa and golden joys.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act v, Sc. 3...