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• When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• A rhapsody of words. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4
• There 's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• What act That roars so loud, and thunders in the index?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• Sure, he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unused.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 4...
• When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, Nothing but that.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Winter's Tale -- Act iv, Sc. 4...
• A very riband in the cap of youth. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 7
• Diseases desperate grown By desperate appliance are relieved, Or not at all.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 3...