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I wasted time, and now doth Time waste me: For now hath Time made me his numb'ring clock; My thoughts are minutes

Man... hath by nature a power .... to preserve his property - that is, his life, liberty, and estate - against the injuries and attempts of other men.

Singularity in the right hath ruined many happy those who are convinced of the general opinion

She hath more hair than wit, and more faults than hairs, and more wealth than faults.

When the righteous man truth away from his righteousness that he hath committed and doeth that which is neither quite lawful nor quite right, he will generally be found to have gained in amiability what he has lost in holiness.

He hath no drowning mark upon him; his complexion is perfect gallows.

He hath not fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink.

He with new acquist / Of true experience from this great event / With peace and consolation hath dismissed, / And calm of mind, all passion spent.

Whatever is in any way beautiful hath its source of beauty in itself, and is complete in itself; praise forms no part of it. So it is none the worse nor the better for being praised.

Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep -- he hath awakened from the dream of life -- 'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep with phantoms an unprofitable strife.

Time hath a wallet at his back, wherein he puts. Alms for oblivion, a great-sized monster of ingratitudes.

Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.

Be like the bird that, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.

Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness.

As to his Wife, John minds St. Paul, He's one/ That hath a Wife, and is as if he'd none.

The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape

What God hath joined together no man shall put asunder: God will take care of that

O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead! That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds which too untimely here did scorn the earth.

Oft he seems to hide his face, / But unexpectedly returns / And to his faithful champion hath in place / Bore witness gloriously.

There's not a manThat lives who hath not known his god-like hours.

Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange power, After offense returning, to regain Love once possess'd

None can love freedom heartily but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license which never hath more scope than under tyrants

In the bonds of Death He lay Who for our offense was slain; But the Lord is risen to-day, Christ hath brought us life again, Wherefore let us all rejoice, Singing loud, with cheerful voice, Hallelujah!

But if the cause be not good, the King himself hath a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and arms and heads chopped off in a battle shall join together at the latter day, and cry all, 'We died at such a place' - some swearing, some crying f

He that hath a trade hath an estate; he that hath a calling hath an office of profit and honor.

It shall be called Bottom's Dream, because it hath no bottom.

Another race hath been, and other palms are won./ Thanks to the human heart by which we live,/ Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears,/ To me the meanest flower that blows can give/ Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

So, naturalists observe, a flea - Hath smaller fleas that on him prey; And these have smaller still to bite 'em; And so proceed ad infinitum

All that glisters is not gold.Often you have heard that told:Many a man his life hath soldBut my outside to behold:Gilded tombs do worms enfold.

These high wild hills and rough uneven waysDraw out our miles and make them wearisome;But yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows

What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, and he but naked, though locked up in steel, whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face

How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere!

In this day and age, we need to revise the old saying to read, "Hell hath no fury like a bureaucrat scorned.

Hell hath no fury like a woman cheated out of a million dollars.