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They say miracles are past.

William Shakespeare

All the learned and authentic fellows.

William Shakespeare

A young man married is a man that's marr'd.

William Shakespeare

Make the coming hour o'erflow with joy,
And pleasure drown the brim.

William Shakespeare

No legacy is so rich as honesty.

William Shakespeare

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.

William Shakespeare

Whose words all ears took captive.

William Shakespeare

Praising what is lost
Makes the remembrance dear.

William Shakespeare

The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time.

William Shakespeare

All impediments in fancy's course
Are motives of more fancy.

William Shakespeare

The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.

William Shakespeare

If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! it had a dying fall:
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour!

William Shakespeare

I am sure care's an enemy to life.

William Shakespeare

At my fingers' ends.

William Shakespeare

Wherefore are these things hid?

William Shakespeare

Is it a world to hide virtues in?

William Shakespeare

One draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.

William Shakespeare

We will draw the curtain and show you the picture.

William Shakespeare

'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white
Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on:
Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive
If you will lead these graces to the grave
And leave the world no copy.

William Shakespeare

Halloo your name to the reverberate hills,
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out.

William Shakespeare

Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.

William Shakespeare

Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.

William Shakespeare

He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.

William Shakespeare

Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?

William Shakespeare

Sir To. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?
Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too.

William Shakespeare

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