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Your idea was a good one

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Your idea was a good one

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Adieu definition is - an expression of good wishes when someone leaves : goodbye -often used interjectionally. How to use adieu in a sentence.

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Yes ok

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Adieu. I shalt return on the morrow.

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Adieu. I shalt return on the morrow

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Your idea was a good one

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Adieu I shalt return on the morrow

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 The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,  For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires, Let . . . The eye wink at the hand: let the eye not see what the hand does. 51   Let not light see my black and deep desires;  The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be yet let that be: yet let that (the murder of King Duncan) be accomplished.  Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. 

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 The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,  For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires, Let . . . The eye wink at the hand: let the eye not see what the hand does. 51   Let not light see my black and deep desires;  The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be yet let that be: yet let that (the murder of King Duncan) be accomplished.  Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. 

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Ass

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To thine own self be true; and its must follow,as the night the day, thou can'st not then be false to any man

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To thine own self be true; and its must follow,as the night the day, thou can'st not then be false to any man

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thou art more fair than yonder moon

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I will requite thee

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1 that every wretch, pining and pale before, beholden him plucks comfort from his looks. I hargress universal his liberal doth give to everyone sewing that mean and gentle all behold home as may unworthiness define, A little touch in the night.
2. What influence  hearts - ease must kings neglect that private men enjoy! and what have kings that privates have not too, save ceremony, save general ceremony?
3. if we are marked to die, we are enow to do our century loss, and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor"
4. where is the number of our English dead ? Edward the Duke of York, the earl of Suffolk, sir Richard ketly, Davy gam, esquire; none else of name; and of all other men But five and twenty. O God, thy arm was here

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Even even though

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Good sister, wrong me not nor wrong yourself,

To make a bondmaid and a slave of me.

That I disdain. But for these other goods—

Unbind my hands, I’ll pull them off myself,

Yea, all my raiment to my petticoat,

Or what you will command me will I do,

So well I know my duty to my elders.

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E'en as just a man as e'er my conversation cop'd withal

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That you have wronged me doth appear in this:You have condemned and noted Lucius PellaFor taking bribes here of the Sardians,Wherein my letters, praying on his sideBecause I knew the man, were slighted off.

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That you have wronged me doth appear in this:You have condemned and noted Lucius PellaFor taking bribes here of the Sardians,Wherein my letters, praying on his sideBecause I knew the man, were slighted off.

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I don't know why I helped Juliet; I respect Capulet very highly, although I am happy that she and Romeo are going to be happy together, something doesn’t feel right.

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They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command.

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They shall go forward, Kate, at thy command.

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Obey the bride, you that attend on her;
Go to the feast, revel and domineer,
Carouse full measure to her maindenhead

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Will cheer me ever or disseat me now. I have lived long enough. My way of life, Is fall’n into the sere, the yellow leaf, And that which should accompany old age,As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have, but in their stead Curses, not loud but deep, mouth- honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny and dare not.

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O, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt, / Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, / Or that the Everlasting had not fixed / His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God, God, / How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable / Seem to me all the uses of this world! / Fie on ’t, ah fie! ’Tis an unweeded garden / That grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature / Possess it merely. That it should come to this: / But two months dead—nay, not so much, not two. / So excellent a king, that was to this / Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother / That he might not beteem the winds of heaven / Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and Earth, / Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him / As if increase of appetite had grown / By what it fed on. And yet, within a month / (Let me not think on ’t; frailty, thy name is woman!), / A little month, or ere those shoes were old / With which she followed my poor father’s body, / Like Niobe, all tears—why she, even she / (O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason / Would have mourned longer!), married with my uncle, / My father’s brother, but no more like my father / Than I to Hercules. Within a month, / Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears / Had left the flushing in her gallèd eyes, / She married. O, most wicked speed, to post / With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! / It is not, nor it cannot come to good. / But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

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I will makes a desperate tender of my child's love. I think she will be ruled in all respect by me; Nay, more, I doubt it not. But what say you to Thursday?

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I will makes a desperate tender of my child's love. I think she will be ruled in all respect by me; Nay, more, I doubt it not. But what say you to Thursday?

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