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Within her scope of choice lies my consent and fair according voice. CAP. I., 2.

What light through yonder window breaks! it is the east, and Juliet is the sun!-Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief, that thou her maid art far more fair than she.ROM. II., 2.

What's in a name? that which we call a rose, by any other name would swell as sweet.―JUL. II., 2.

With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; for stony limits cannot hold love out.-ROM. II., 2.

Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. -FRI. II., 3.

Wisely, and slow; They stumble, that run fast.FRI. II., 3.

When he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with night, and pay no worship to the garish sun.-JUL. III., 2.

Was ever book, containing such vile matter, so fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace!―JUL. III., 2.

What must be, shall be.-JUL. IV., 1.

Weep ye now, seeing she is advanc'd, above the clouds, as high as heaven itself?-FRI. IV., 5.

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Young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.—FRI. II., 3.

All's Well that Ends Well.

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All's well that ends well.—HEL. Act IV., Scene 4.

All yet seems well; and, if it end so meet, the bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.-KING, V., 3.

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Full oft we see cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.-HEL. I., 1.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, the place is dignified by the doer's deed.-KING, II., 3.

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Great floods have flown from simple sources.-HEL. II., 1.

Good alone is good without a name.-KING, II., 3.

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He that of greatest works is finisher, oft does them by the weakest minister.-HEL. II., 1.

Honours best thrive, when rather from our acts we them derive than our fore-goers.-KING, II., 3.

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I play the noble housewife with the time, to entertain it so merrily with a fool.-COUNT. II., 2.

It is a charge too heavy for my strength: but yet we'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake, to the extreme edge of hazard.-BER. III., 3.

I am a man whom fortune hath cruelly scratched.PAR. V., 2.

I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings.-KING, V., 3.

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Keep thy friend under thy own life's key.-Count. I., 1.

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Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.-Count. I., 1.

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My heart is heavy, and mine age is weak; grief would have tears, and sorrow bids me speak.-COUNT. III., 4.

My thoughts, you have them ill to friend, till your deeds gain them.-KING, V., 3.

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Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.-HEL. I., 1.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises; and oft it hits, where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.-HEL. II., 1.

Our rash faults make trivial price of serious things we have, not knowing them, until we know their grave. -KING, V., 3.

Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust, destroy our friends, and after weep their dust.-KING, V., 3.

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Proffers, not took, reap thanks for their reward.— KING, II., 1.

Praising what is lost, makes the remembrance dear. -KING, V., 3.

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The hind that would be mated by the lion, must die for love.-HEL. I., 1.

That's a bountiful answer, that fits all questions.COUNT. II., 2.

There can be no kernel in this light nut.-LAF. II., 5.

'Tis not the many oaths, that make the truth; but the plain single vow, that is vow'd true.-DIA. IV., 2.

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The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherish'd by our virtues.-1 Lord, IV., 3.

Thou may'st see a sun-shine and a hail in me at once but to the brightest beams distracted clouds give way.-KING, V., 3.

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We must do good against evil.—Laf. II., 5.

Which of them both is dearest to me, I have no skill in sense to make distinction.-COUNT. III., 4.

Who cannot be crushed with a plot?-PAR. IV., 3.

We may pick a thousand sallads, ere we light on such another herb.-LAF. IV., 5.

We are old, and on our quick'st decrees the inaudible and noiseless foot of time steals ere we can effect them.-KING, V., 3.

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