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Love's stories written in love's richest books. To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
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William Shakspere
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The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose, In piteous chase.
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