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• Is this that haughty gallant, gay Lothario? -- Nicholas Rowe (1673-1718) -- The Fair Penitent, Act v, Sc.
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• Is she not more than painting can express, Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
  -- Nicholas Rowe (1673-1718) -- The Fair Penitent, Act iii, Sc. 1...
• As if Misfortune made the throne her seat, And none could be unhappy but the great.
  -- Nicholas Rowe (1673-1718) -- The Fair Penitent, Prologue...
• As cold as cucumbers. -- Beaumont and Fletcher -- Cupid's Revenge, Act i, Sc. 1
• Fair is foul, and foul is fair. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act i, Sc. 1
• I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of indifference to me.
  -- Terence (185-159 BC) -- Heautontimoroumenos, Act i, Sc. 1, 25, (77.)...
• So have I heard, and do in part believe it. But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• For this relief much thanks: 't is bitter cold, And I am sick at heart.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• Lay her i' the earth: And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 1...