Your brother- no, no brother; yet the son-
Yet not the son; I will not call him son
Of him I was about to call his father-
Hath heard your praises; and this night he means
To burn the lodging where you use to lie,
And you within it.
(As You Like It)
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Even till that England, hedg'd in with the main,
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And confident from foreign purposes-
Even till that utmost corner of the west
Salute thee for her king.
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