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• This night methinks is but the daylight sick. -- William Shakespeare, "The Merchant of Venice
• These blessed candles of the night. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act.
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• We will answer all things faithfully. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act.
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• T is not in the bond. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act iv, Sc.
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• Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way Of starved people.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act. v, Sc. 1...
• How many things by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act. v, Sc. 1...
• I am never merry when I hear sweet music. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act.
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• They are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoil
  The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus....