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The World Is Grown So Bad, That Wrens Make Prey Where Eagles Dare Not Perch.
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The world is grown so bad,
That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III
-- Act i, Sc. 3
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The king's name is a tower of strength. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act v, Sc.
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A thing devised by the enemy. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act v, Sc.
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Their lips were four red roses on a stalk. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act iv, Sc.
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Framed in the prodigality of nature. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act i, Sc.
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Thou troublest me; I am not in the vein. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act iv, Sc.
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To leave this keen encounter of our wits. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act i, Sc.
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So wise so young, they say, do never live long. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act iii, Sc.
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