Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have immortal longings in me.
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I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at.
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If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then to me.
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When we are born, we cry that we are come to this great stage of fools.
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The world is grown so bad, that wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.
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I bear a charmed life.
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A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, but Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
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O, had I but followed the arts!
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They do not love that do not show their love.
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The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.
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