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A friend should bear his friend's infirmities.
Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
Rumour is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures And of so easy and so plain a stop That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, The still-discordant wavering multitude, Can play upon it.
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I will not choose what many men desire, Because I will not jump with common spirits And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But bad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
As many arrows, loosed several ways, come to one mark...so many a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose.
When our actions do not, our fears make us traitors.
If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.
Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Friendship is full of dregs.
Most friendship is faining, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly.
This life is most jolly.
O no, thy love though much, is not so great, It is my love that keeps mine eye awake, Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat, To play the watchman ever for thy sake. For thee watch I, whilst thou dost wake elsewhere, From me far off, with others all too near.
you saw her fair, none else being by,
Herself pois'd with herself in either eye;
But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd
Your lady's love against some other maid
That I will show you shining at this feast,
And she shall scant show well that now seems best.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
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ROSS You must have patience, madam. LADY MACDUFF He had none: His flight was madness: when our actions do not, Our fears do make us traitors.
