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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: rise
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Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk:
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[Aside to RODERIGO] Away, I say; go out, and cry a mutiny.
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Do not rise yet.
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[They rise] |