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I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
He hates our sacred nation, and he rails,
Even there where merchants most do congregate.
— The Merchant of Venice, Act I Scene 3
KEYWORD: praised
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She praised his complexion above Paris. |
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Then Troilus should have too much: if she praised
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Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'd,
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The lord be praised! |
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Tear my bright hair and scratch my praised cheeks,
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