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• Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc.
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• A ministering angel shall my sister be. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc.
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• Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc.
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• In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.
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• The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers!
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• Whose sore task Does not divide the Sunday from the week.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 1...
• I am myself indifferent honest. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 1
• This sweaty haste Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day.
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