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POLL: Favorite Shakespeare Quote (Round 1)


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gounour Inactive Member writes:

"Fear not, til Birnam wood do come to Dunsinane"
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player thast struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.
It is a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
Macbeth


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VOTING RESULTS
AnswerVotes%Chart
Dogs (Richard III)
15
4%
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Spirits
7
2%
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Discontent
27
6%
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We Happy Few
73
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Stage
19
4%
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Game's Afoot
27
6%
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Dogs II (Julius Caesar)
34
8%
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Dogs III
4
1%
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Flies
2
0%
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Protest
39
9%
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Lawyers (King Henry VI, Part 2)
49
12%
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Hark
8
2%
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Debt
6
1%
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Ass
1
0%
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Balls
5
1%
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Spot
2
0%
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Serpent's Tooth
14
3%
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Tomorrow
11
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Day (Julius Caesar)
11
3%
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Scorn
5
1%
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Thumbs
16
4%
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Cowards
37
9%
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other
6
1%
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none of these
6
1%
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POLL IS CLOSED
POLL DESCRIPTION

Gennorm says:

What's your favorite snippet by The Bard?

Poll set up by Personal logo Editor in Chief Bill The Editor of TMP Fezian, based on this pre-poll discussion.

Dogs (Richard III)
Dogs bark at me as I halt by them.
Spirits
Glendower. I can call spirits from the vasty deep.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them?
Discontent
Now is the winter of our discontent
We Happy Few
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers, for he who sheds his blood with me today shall be my brother…
Stage
All the world's a stage.
Game's Afoot
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot;
Dogs II (Julius Caesar)
And Caesar's spirit, raging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Dogs III
Thou didst call me Dog before thou had'st cause. But since I am a dog, beware my fangs…
Flies
As flies to wanton boys are we to th'gods, They kill us for their sport.
Protest
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
Lawyers (King Henry VI, Part 2)
The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
Hark
Hark, what light from yonder window breaks, it is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun and kill the envious moon that is pale and wan with grief.
Debt
Be not a borrower, nor a lender be. Do not forget, stay out of debt...
Ass
Oh, that I had been writ down an ass!
Balls
Tennis-balls, my liege.
Spot
He shall not live. Look, with a spot I damn him.
Serpent's Tooth
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child
Tomorrow
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day
Day (Julius Caesar)
O, that a man might know The end of this day's business ere it come! But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.
Scorn
DAUPHIN For the Dauphin, I stand here for him. What to him from England?
EXETER Scorn and defiance, slight regard, contempt, And anything that may not misbecome The mighty sender, doth he prize you at. Thus says my king: an if your father's Highness Do not, in grant of all demands at large, Sweeten the bitter mock you sent his Majesty, He'll call you to so hot an answer of it That caves and womby vaultages of France Shall chide your trespass and return your mock In second accent of his ordinance.
Thumbs
By the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes.
Cowards
Cowards die many times before their deaths, The valiant never taste of death but once.
other
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none of these
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