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Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety.
— Antony and Cleopatra, Act II Scene 2
KEYWORD: brother
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Pardon, madam;
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You are my mother, madam; would you were,—
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It is reported that he has taken their greatest
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Your brother he shall go along with me. |
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Go, tell the Count Rousillon, and my brother,
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What's his brother, the other Captain Dumain? |
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E'en a crow o' the same nest; not altogether so
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