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ristardi: Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed
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ristardi: Double, double, toil and trouble
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ristardi: Harpier cries. 'Tis time, 'tis time
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ristardi: Thrice, and once the hedgepig whined
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ristardi: Be bloody, bold and resolute
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ristardi: Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
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ristardi: Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites
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ristardi: Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
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ristardi: The Queen, my lord, is dead
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ristardi: We have scorched the snake, not killed it
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ristardi: O, full of scorpions is my mind
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ristardi: Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day
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ristardi: Mine eyes are made the fools o' th'other senses
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ristardi: I go, and it is done.
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ristardi: Avaunt, and quit my sight!
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ristardi: I laid upon myself for strangers to my nature
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ristardi: Bring forth men-children only!
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ristardi: Didst thou not hear a noise?
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ristardi: "Amen" stuck in my throat
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ristardi: ..and foul is fair.
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ristardi: Fair is foul...
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ristardi: Here's the smell of the blood still
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ristardi: All the perfumes of Arabia...
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ristardi: Hell is murky
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ristardi: Out, damned spot! Out I say
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ristardi: When the battle's lost and won
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ristardi: When the hurlyburly's done
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ristardi: In thunder, lightning or in rain?
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ristardi: When shall we three meet again?
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ristardi: What bloody man is that?