The Beauties of Shakespeare |
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That dost this habitation , where thou keep'st Hourly afflict : merely , thou art
death's fool ; For him thou labourest by thy flight to shun , And yet run'st towards
him still : thou art not noble ; For all the accommodations that thou bear'st Are
nursed ...
That dost this habitation , where thou keep'st Hourly afflict : merely , thou art
death's fool ; For him thou labourest by thy flight to shun , And yet run'st towards
him still : thou art not noble ; For all the accommodations that thou bear'st Are
nursed ...
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Of a poor worm : thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provokest ; yet grossly
fear'st Thy death , which is no more : thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st on
many a thousand grains That issue out of dust : happy thou art not ; For what thou
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Of a poor worm : thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provokest ; yet grossly
fear'st Thy death , which is no more : thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st on
many a thousand grains That issue out of dust : happy thou art not ; For what thou
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And what have kings , that privates have not too , Save ceremony , -save general
ceremony ? And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ? What kind of god art thou ,
that suff'rest more Of mortal griefs , than do thy worshippers ? What are thy rents ...
And what have kings , that privates have not too , Save ceremony , -save general
ceremony ? And what art thou , thou idol ceremony ? What kind of god art thou ,
that suff'rest more Of mortal griefs , than do thy worshippers ? What are thy rents ...
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