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• Pol. What do you read, my lord? Ham. Words, words, words.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• On fortune's cap we are not the very button. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Pluck out the heart of my mystery. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2
• Still harping on my daughter. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• The very staff of my age, my very prop. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act ii, Sc.
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• A very ancient and fish-like smell. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act ii, Sc.
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• The head is not more native to the heart. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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• My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• This is the very ecstasy of love. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 1