Which busy care draws in the brains of men;
Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
Julius Cæsar. Act ii. Sc. 1.
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With an angry wafture of your hand,
Gave sign for me to leave you.
Julius Cæsar. Act ii. Sc. 1.
You are my true and honourable wife,
As dear to me as are the ruddy drops[112:1]
That visit my sad heart.