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So sweet was ne'er so fatal.
— Othello, Act V Scene 2
KEYWORD: nothing
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Ay sir: I, a lost mutton, gave your letter to her,
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Marry, sir, the letter, very orderly; having nothing
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Sir, I could perceive nothing at all from her; no,
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What said she? nothing? |
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Nothing. |
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And is that paper nothing? |
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Nothing concerning me. |
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My duty will I boast of; nothing else. |
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Pardon me, Proteus: all I can is nothing
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10 |
Ask my dog: if he say ay, it will! if he say no,
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11 |
Nothing. |
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12 |
Can nothing speak? Master, shall I strike? |
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Nothing. |
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Why, sir, I'll strike nothing: I pray you,— |
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15 |
Why, that word makes the faults gracious. Well,
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16 |
Say that upon the altar of her beauty
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Nothing but my fortune. |