1963 ordspråk av William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have
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For my part, it was Greek to me.
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For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.
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For so work the honey-bees, creatures that by a rule in nature teach the act of order to a peopled kingdom.
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For some must watch, while some must sleep; So runs the world away.
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For stony limits cannot hold love out. And what love can do that dares love attempt.
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For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
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For the life to come, I sleep out the thought of it.
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For the rain it raineth every day.
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For there was never yet a philosopher - that could endure the toothache patiently
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For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently
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For these fellows of infinite tongue that can rhyme themselves into ladies' favors, they do always reason themselves out again
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For this relief much thanks; 'tis bitter cold And I am sick at heart.
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For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps, side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up
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For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it
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