All of Shakespeare’s plays.
Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen.
Do you quarrel, sir?
I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as
No, marry; I fear thee!
How! turn thy back and run?
'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou
hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes
two of the house of the Montagues.
They must take it in sense that feel it.
The heads of the maids?
The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.
That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes
to the wall.
To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand:
therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn'st away.
But thou art not quickly moved to strike.
Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o' the collar.
No, for then we should be colliers.
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