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Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,
And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,
Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in;
A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it.
— King Henry VIII, Act III Scene 2
KEYWORD: danger
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I do not well know, my lord. If it shall please you to suspend
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If a man's brains were in's heels, were't not in danger of
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I dare avouch it, sir. What, fifty followers?
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Why not, my lord? If then they chanc'd to slack ye,
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Something he left imperfect in the state, which since his
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Be comforted, good madam. The great rage
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