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• Thou canst not say I did it; never shake Thy gory locks at me.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire
  proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn, And reason panders will....
• Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
  This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man....
• Give what thou canst, without Thee we are poor; And with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.
  -- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- The Task, Book v, The Winter Morning Walk, Line 905...
• Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward! Thou little valiant, great in villany!
  Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou Fortune's champion that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety....
• Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• O Jephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst thou!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• A breath thou art, Servile to all the skyey influences.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure -- Act iii, Sc. 1...