1963 ordspråk av William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
Naught's had, all's spent - where our desire is got without content
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Nay that's past praying for.
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Necessity's sharp pinch!
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Neither a borrower nor a lender be.
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Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; for loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
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Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace, for trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave.
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Never learned The icy precepts of respect.
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Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button.
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New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous (Nay, let 'em be unmanly) yet are follow'd
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New-made honor doth forget men's names
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Nimble thought can jump both sea and land
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No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell.
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No profit grows where no pleasure is taken; In brief, sir, study what you most affect
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No profit grows where there is no pleasure taken
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No profit grows where there is no pleasure taken
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