William Shakespeare

Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
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Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard.
It seems to me most strange that men should fear,
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

One heat another heat expels.

One heat another heat expels.

It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
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It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens.'

And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.

And then it started, like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons.