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My fate cries out,
And makes each petty artery in this body
As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve.
— Hamlet, Act I Scene 4
KEYWORD: took
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Quoth he, 'She took me kindly by the hand,
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'It cannot be,' quoth she,'that so much guile'—
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'With this, I did begin to start and cry;
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