January 2011
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Sonnet CXI
O for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.
Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
And almost thence my nature is subdued
To what it works in, like the dyer’s hand:
Pity me then, and wish I were renewed,
Whilst like a willing patient I will drink
Potions of...
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“I’ th’ last night’s storm I such a fellow saw,
Which made me...”
– Gloucester
King Lear (IV,i,32-37)
“I’ll have grounds
More relative than this—the play’s the thing...”
– Hamlet (II,ii,603-605)
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Julius Caesar: "Beware the ides of March"...
Caesar:
Who is it in the press that calls on me?
I hear a tongue shriller than all the music
Cry "Caesar!" Speak, Caesar is turn'd to hear.
Soothsayer:
Beware the ides of March.
Caesar:
What man is that?
Brutus:
A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
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“Thou art a votary to fond desire.”
– Valentine
The Two Gentlemen of Verona (I,i,52)