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This tottered ensign of my ancestors
Which swept the desert shore of that dead sea
Whereof we got the name of Mortimer,
Will I advance upon these castle-walls.
Drums, strike alarum, raise them from their sport,
And sing aloud the knell of Gaveston!
Christopher Marlowe, Edward II
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She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have used.
William Shakespeare, Othello
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False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
William Shakespeare, Macbeth