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• While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VI -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• The time is out of joint: O cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 5...
• For he is but a bastard to the time That doth not smack of observation.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• In the dead vast and middle of the night. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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• The lady doth protest -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2
• And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• I am myself indifferent honest. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 1
• Whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 1...