Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
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They must lie there. Go carry them and smear (50) The sleepy grooms with blood.
O, when she's angry, she is keen and shrewd! She was a vixen when she went to school; And though she be but little, she is fierce.
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
Each new morn, new widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows strike heaven on the face...
In my heart there was a kind of fighting, That would not let me sleep.
He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker spare him if stronger spare thyself.