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 From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty : As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope by the immoderate use Turns to restraint : Our natures do pursue, (Like rats that ravin down their proper bane,) A thirsty evil ; and when we drink, we die.  Measure for measure. Comedy of errors - Page 15 by William Shakespeare - 1788 Full view -
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