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Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow;
He who would search for pearls must dive below.

All for Love. Prologue.

None but the brave deserves the fair.

Line 15.

For those whom God to ruin has design’d,
He fits for fate, and first destroys their mind.

And torture one poor word ten thousand ways.

Britannia Rediviva. Line 208.

Men are but children of a larger growth.

All for Love. Act iv. Sc. 1.