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• Fill all thy bones with aches. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2
• He dies, and makes no sign. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VI -- Act iii, Sc. 3
• I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness and the bettering of my mind.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Deeper than e'er plummet sounded. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Fer. Here 's my hand. Mir. And mine, with my heart in 't.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• A very ancient and fish-like smell. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act ii, Sc.
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• From the still-vexed Bermoothes. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2
• I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Tempest -- Act i, Sc. 2...