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    How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here we will sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There 's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins. Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. -The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Sc. 1.

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Talks as familiarly of roaring lions As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs! -King John. Act ii. Sc. 1.

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The words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of Apollo. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

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Let me take you a button-hole lower. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

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'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on: Lady, you are read more

'T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on: Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.

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A good mouth-filling oath. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

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The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for read more

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I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please. -As You read more

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They say, best men are moulded out of faults, And, for the most, become much more the better For being read more

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Done to death by slanderous tongues. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 3.

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