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• Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King Richard III -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• Thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night -- Act v, Sc.
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• Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure
  Married in haste, we may repent at leisure. -- William Congreve (1670-1729) -- The Old Bachelor, Act v, Sc....
• Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 1...
• Let 's go hand in hand, not one before another. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Comedy of Errors -- Act v, Sc.
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• Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course, And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory.
  -- William Shakespeare, Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc.3...
• Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we 'll die with harness on our back.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act v, Sc. 5...
• We will answer all things faithfully. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice -- Act.
  v, Sc. 1...
• Above the vulgar flight of common souls. -- Arthur Murphy (1727-1805) -- Zenobia, Act v