When we are born, we cry that we are come to this
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When we are born, we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
We may outrun
By violent swiftness
And lose by over-running.
Now the melancholy God protect thee, and the tail
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Now the melancholy God protect thee, and the tailor make thy garments of changeable taffeta, for thy mind is opal.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the
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The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
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Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief.
How far that little candle throws his beams!
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How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a weary world.
You take my life when you do take the means where
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You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live.
How far that little candle throws his beams!
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How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a weary world.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
I am but mad north-north-west: when the win
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I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.
Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
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Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, fin
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And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, fin
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And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk
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Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit.
I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and than
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I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
How far that little candle throws his beams!
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How far that little candle throws his beams!
So shines a good deed in a weary world.
I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and than
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I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.
The miserable have no other medicine
But only
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The miserable have no other medicine
But only hope.
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