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“The weakest arm is strong enough that strikes with the sword of justice.”

“Think't the best voyage that e'er you made like an irregular crab which, though…”

“What's this flesh? A little cruded milkFantastical puff-paste. Our bodies are w…”

“If all my royal kindred Lay in my way unto this marriage,I'ld make them my low …”