My daughters are doing "The Merchant of Venice" in English. Reading through it last night, this speach by Portia caught my eye:
"...The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree; such a hare is madness the youth to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the cripple..."
"...The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree; such a hare is madness the youth to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the cripple..."
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