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If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
— Twelfth Night, Act III Scene 4
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I am glad that my weak words
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Only be patient till we have appeased
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Remember March, the ides of March remember:
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Villains, you did not so, when your vile daggers
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