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• At length the morn and cold indifference came. -- Nicholas Rowe (1673-1718) -- The Fair Penitent, Act i, Sc.
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• Is she not more than painting can express, Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
  -- Nicholas Rowe (1673-1718) -- The Fair Penitent, Act iii, Sc. 1...
• As if Misfortune made the throne her seat, And none could be unhappy but the great.
  -- Nicholas Rowe (1673-1718) -- The Fair Penitent, Prologue...
• All is not gold that glisteneth. -- Thomas Middleton (1580-1627) -- A Fair Quarrel, Act v, Sc. 1
• Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way Of starved people.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act. v, Sc. 1...
• Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• Fair is foul, and foul is fair. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 1
• Over the hills and far away. -- John Gay (1688-1732) -- The Beggar's Opera, Act i, Sc. 1
• All hell shall stir for this. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry V -- Act v, Sc. 1