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Timon of Athens
6 months 2 weeks ago

Every room Hath blaz'd with lights, and bray'd with minstrelsy.

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Flavius, scene ii
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Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
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Apemantus, scene ii
6 months 2 weeks ago

Immortal gods, I crave no pelf; I pray for no man but myself: Grant I may never prove so fond,To trust man on his oath or bond.

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Apemantus, scene ii
6 months 2 weeks ago
Here's that, which is too weak to be a sinner, —Honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire.
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Apemantus, scene ii
6 months 2 weeks ago
I am not of that feather to shake off My friend when he most needs me.
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Timon, scene i
6 months 2 weeks ago
No levelled maliceInfects one comma in the course I hold;But flies an eagle flight, bold, and forth on,Leaving no track behind.
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Poet, scene i
6 months 2 weeks ago
The fire i th' flint Shows not till it be struck
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Poet, scene i
6 months 2 weeks ago
When we for recompense have prais'd the vile, It stains the glory in that happy verse Which aptly sings the good.
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Poet, scene i
6 months 2 weeks ago
Magic of bounty! all these spirits thy power Hath conjur'd to attend! I know the merchant.
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Poet, scene i
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