O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!

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Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved...

Faith, there hath been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved...

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We cannot all be masters

We cannot all be masters

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood

Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood

'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.

'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves commit

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see What petty follies they themselves commit

It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.

It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

I am Misanthropos, and hate mankind

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant...

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant...

'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know...

'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know...

An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.

An honest tale speeds best being plainly told.

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.

Good counselors lack no clients

Good counselors lack no clients

Love is a spirit all compact of fire

Love is a spirit all compact of fire

Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

Fortune, good night; smile once more, turn thy wheel.

My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand

My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by...

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by...

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of...

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of...

Now is the winter of our discontent.

Now is the winter of our discontent.