Art Thou There, Truepenny? Come On--you Hear This Fellow In The Cellarage.

Art thou there, truepenny?
Come on--you hear this fellow in the cellarage.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet
-- Act i, Sc. 5

And duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed That roots itself -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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That it should come to this! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iv, Sc. 5...
O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation coped withal.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
O my prophetic soul! My uncle! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 5
Every man has business and desire, Such as it is. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 5
Within the book and volume of my brain. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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