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• Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• Fires the proud tops of the eastern pines. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard II -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Warwick, peace, Proud setter up and puller down of kings!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry VI -- Act iii, Sc. 3...
• This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act v, Sc. 7...
• That no Italian priest Shall tithe or toll in our dominions.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act iii, Sc. 1...
• Thank me no thanks, nor proud me no prouds. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act iii, Sc.
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• I am not in the roll of common men. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Henry IV -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed
  walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form....
• Lord of thy presence and no land beside. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act i, Sc.
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