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 I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong,...  Much ado about nothing. The marchant of Venice. Love's labour lost. As you ... - Page 167 by William Shakespeare - 1747 Full view -
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