"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"With these shreds They vented their complainings, which being answered And a petition granted them, a strange one, To break the heart of generosity, And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon, Shouting their emulation."
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Source: 'Coriolanus' (1608) act 1, sc. 1, l. [218]
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