Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.
The soul of this man is his clothes.
Can snore upon the flint when resty sloth Finds the down pillow hard.
One man in his time plays many parts.
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
Tongues in trees, books in running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark. (Act 5, Scene 2).
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