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• The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act v, Sc. 3...
• Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, The gods themselves throw incense.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act v, Sc. 3...
• Patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• A thing devised by the enemy. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act v, Sc.
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• Nature in you stands on the very verge Of her confine.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act ii, Sc. 4...
• The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Lear -- Act iv, Sc.
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• She 's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VI -- Act v, Sc. 3...
• Pour on; I will endure. In such a night as this!
  -- King Lear in "King Lear" Act III Sc IV li 60 by William Shakespeare...
• The king's name is a tower of strength. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act v, Sc.
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