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  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc. 4...
• The mirror of all courtesy. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act ii, Sc. 1
• This bold bad man. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• 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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• As cold as any stone. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act ii, Sc. 3
• Brain him with his lady's fan. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc. 3
• Even at the turning o' the tide. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act ii, Sc.
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• 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...