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• The time has been, That when the brains were out the man would die, And there an end
  but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools....
• What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine. -- Thomas Moore
• How is 't with you, That you do bend your eye on vacancy?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
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• At your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it 's humble.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4...
• Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish
  Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal....
• Bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word
  which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul....
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  one that causes it to malfunction. Antonym of feature....