William Shakespeare Quotes - Page 66 | Just Great DataBase

I freely told you, all the wealth I hadRan in my veins, I was a gentleman.

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Lorenzo: In such a night stood Dido with a willow in her hand upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love to come again to Carthage Jessica: In such a night Medea gathered the enchanted herbs that did renew old Aeson. Lorenzo: In such a night did Jessica steal from the wealthy Jew, and with an unthrift love did run from Venice, as far as Belmont. Jessica: In such a night did young Lorenzo swear he lov'd her well, stealing her soul with many vows of faith, and ne'er a true one. Lorenzo: In such a night did pretty Jessica (like a little shrow) slander her love, and he forgave it her. Jessica: I would out-night you, did nobody come; but hark, I hear the footing of a man.

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I’ll prove the prettier fellow of the two and wear my dagger with the braver grace

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I'm sick in the heart.

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So many the outward shows be least themselves. The world is still deceived with ornament.

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إن الإنسان يُشقيه فرطُ الغنى كما يُشقيه إملاق الفقر.

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...and what's his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us; do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? Why, revenge! The villainy you teach me I will execute, and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

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And thought she be but little, she is fierce.

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What hempen homespuns have we swaggering here...

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He cannot be heard of. Out of doubt he is transported

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Let me play the lion too: I will roar that I will do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar that I will make the duke say 'Let him roar again, let him roar again.

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The will of man is by his reason sway'd;

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Brief as the lightning in the collied night;That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and Earth,And ere a man hath power to say "Behold!"The jaws of darkness do devour it up.So quick bright things come to confusion.

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So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend.Thy love ne’er alter till thy sweet life end!

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The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.

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Weigh oath with oath, and you will nothing weigh,Your vows to her and me, put in two scales,Will even weigh, and both as light as tales.

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For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite the man that mocks at it and sets it light.

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And with a little pin bores through his castle wall and farewell king.

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Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,And then is heard no more. It is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing.

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Our nearness to the king in love is nearness to those who love not the king.

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