Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm kissing you now
It is my lady, it is my love.
And I am a pretty piece of flesh!
O nurse, give us leave awhile. We must talk in secret.
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
...and I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
...by some vile forfeit of untimely death.
Peace?
Now, by the stock and honour of my kin, to strike him dead I hold it not a sin!
Every man, betake him to his legs!
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
Do not proceed!
na bro ok mate
What shall I swear by?
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...drawn with a team of little atomies...
On, lusty gentlemen!
Uncle, I'll not endure him.
...which doth cease to be ere one can say It lightens.
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir!
Run free
Never anger made good guard for itself.
Where shall we dine?