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16 Cards in this Set
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Be thus when thou...
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Be thus when thou art dead and I will kill thee, and love thee after
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If she be...
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If she be false, O! then heaven mocks itself.
I'll not believe't! |
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She lov'd me for...
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She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
and I lov'd that she did pity them |
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Who would not...
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Who would not make her husband a cuckold to make him a monarch?
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O balmy breath...
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O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade justice to break her sword. One more, one more!
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Not dead...
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Not dead- not yet quite dead? I that am cruel am yet merciful; I would not have thee linger in thy pain, so, so.
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Heaven me such...
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Heaven me such uses send,
Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend. |
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Thus do I ever...
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Thus do I ever make my fool my purse.
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'Tis not a year or two shows us a...
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'Tis not a year or two shows us a man, they are all but stomachs, and we all but food; they eat us hungerly and when they are full, they belch us.
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The moor is of a free and...
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The moor is of a free and open nature, that think men honest that but seem to be so, and will as tenderly be led by the nose as asses are.
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Rude am I...
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Rude am I in my speech and little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace.
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When you shall these unlucky deeds relate...
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When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Norset down aught in malice: Then must you speak Of one that lov'd not wisely, but too well; Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme |
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I kissed thee ere...
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I kissed thee ere I killed Thee, no way but this,
Killing myself to die upon a kiss. |
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Excellent wretch! Perdition...
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Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee; and when I love thee not, chaos is come again.
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O beware my Lord...
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O beware, my Lord of jealousy; it is the green-eye'd monster, which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
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In following him...
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In following him, I follow but myself.
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