Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 3.
Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 3.
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Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it; he died
As one that had been studied in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
As 't were a careless trifle.