Prologue: For us, and for our tragedy, Here stooping to your clemency, We beg your hearing patiently.

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• An old man is twice a child.
• Frailty, thy name is woman!
• I hold ambition of so light a quality that it is but a shadow’s shadow.
• Madness in great ones must not unwatched go.
• O, from this time forth My thoughts be bloody or be nothing worth!
• The Play's The Thing