Hang out our banners on the outward walls;
The cry is still, "They come!" our castle's strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act v, Sc. 5
The cry is still, "They come!" our castle's strength
Will laugh a siege to scorn.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth
-- Act v, Sc. 5
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Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
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Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
Unto our gentle senses.
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-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
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That keep the word of promise to our ear And break... - Out, damned spot! out, I say!
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
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For sweet discourses in our time to come.
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