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| Who is Silvia? What is she, / That all our swains commend her? / Holy, fair, and wise is she. |
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Who knows himself a braggart,
Let him fear this, for it will come to pass
that every braggart shall be found an ass. |
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| Who steals my purse, steals trash, but he that filches from me my good name robs me of that which not enriches him and makes me poor indeed. |
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| Who wooed in haste and means to wed at leisure |
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Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt,
Since riches point to misery and contempt? |
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Why does my blood thus muster to my heart,
Making both it unable for itself,
And dispossessing all my other parts
Of necessary fitness? |
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| Why does my blood thus muster to my heart, and dispossessing all my other parts of necessary fitness? |
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Why should a man whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster? |
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| Why so large a cost, having so short a lease, does thou upon your fading mansion spend? |
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| Why then the worlds mine oyster, Which I with sword shall open. |
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| Why this is very midsummer madness. |
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| Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world like a Colossus. |
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| Why, then 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it [Denmark] is a prison. |
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| Why, thou wert better in thy grave than to answer with thy uncovered body this extremity of the skies. Is man no more than this? |
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