All of Shakespeare’s plays.
Come, bring her away.
Thou shalt not live to brag what we have offer'd.
Indeed, because you are a banish'd man,
Therefore, above the rest, we parley to you:
Are you content to be our general?
To make a virtue of necessity
And live, as we do, in this wilderness?
And I from Mantua, for a gentleman,
Who, in my mood, I stabb'd unto the heart.
Tell us this: have you any thing to take to?
Have you the tongues?
For what offence?
Whither travel you?
Peace! we'll hear him.
If there be ten, shrink not, but down with 'em.
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