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Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination.

      — King Lear, Act IV Scene 6

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KEYWORD: smote

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Hamlet
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Horatio

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As thou art to thyself.
Such was the very armour he had on
When he th' ambitious Norway combated.
So frown'd he once when, in an angry parle,
He smote the sledded Polacks on the ice.
'Tis strange.

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