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• Hence, horrible shadow! Unreal mockery, hence! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.
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• I drink to the general joy o' the whole table. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc.
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• Now, good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both!
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• Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once.
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• The air-drawn dagger. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act iii, Sc. 4
• Macb. What is the night? L. Macb. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
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• But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in To saucy doubts and fears.
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• Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder?
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• Thou canst not say I did it; never shake Thy gory locks at me.
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