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• Let the air strike our tune, Whilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.
  -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- The Witch, Act v, Sc. 2...
• There is no hate lost between us. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- The Witch, Act iv, Sc. 3
• Have you summoned your wits from wool-gathering? -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- The Family of Love, Act v, Sc.
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• A flat case as plain as a pack-staff. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- The Family of Love, Act v, Sc.
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• All is not gold that glisteneth. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- A Fair Quarrel, Act v, Sc. 1
• As true as I live. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- The Family of Love, Act v, Sc. 3
• My nearest And dearest enemy. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- Anything for a Quiet Life, Act v, Sc.
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• On his last legs. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- The Old Law, Act v, Sc. 1
• The world 's a stage on which all parts are played.
  -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- A Game of Chess, Act v, Sc. 1...