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• And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That roots itself -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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• Nature is fine in love, and where 't is fine, It sends some precious instance of itself After the thing it loves.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• His beard was as white as snow, All flaxen was his poll.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc.
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• There 's rosemary, that 's for remembrance;... and there is pansies, that 's for thoughts.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, All in the morning betime.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• There 's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
• Come, my coach! Good night, sweet ladies; good night.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...