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Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
— Julius Caesar, Act II Scene 2
KEYWORD: thank
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I am glad to see your worships well.
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Master Page, I am glad to see you: much good do it
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Sir, I thank you. |
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Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do. |
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No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well. |
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I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth. Go,
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I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as much as
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I had rather walk here, I thank you. I bruised
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I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. |
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I thank thee for that humour. |
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You shall have An fool's-head of your own. No, I
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12 |
Sayest thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; I'll make
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Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for that good
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My will! 'od's heartlings, that's a pretty jest
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I thank thee; and I pray thee, once to-night
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I thank your worship: I shall make my master glad
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