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• I have Immortal longings in me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act v, Sc.
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• If there be, or ever were, one such, It 's past the size of dreaming.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• For his bounty, There was no winter in 't; an autumn 't was That grew the more by reaping.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• On the sudden A Roman thought hath struck him. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc.
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• This grief is crowned with consolation. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc.
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• Small to greater matters must give way. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• A morsel for a monarch. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act i, Sc. 5
• Epicurean cooks Sharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Antony and Cleopatra -- Act ii, Sc. 1...