Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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