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• So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc.
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• He was a man Of an unbounded stomach. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc.
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• Yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc.
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• Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc. 2...
• An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye
  Give him a little earth for charity! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc....
• There live not three good men unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and grows old.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc. 4...
• He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VIII -- Act iv, Sc. 2...
• Brain him with his lady's fan. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act ii, Sc. 3
• Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall die.
  How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair? -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act iii, Sc....