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Sweet Beatrice, wouldst thou come when I called thee? BEATRICE Yea, signior, and depart when you bid me. BENEDICK O, stay but till then! BEATRICE 'Then' is spoken fare you well now... (Much Ado About Nothing)

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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
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Writer
Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
Shakespere
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Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
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Depart
Come
Spoken
Well
Till
Nothing
Thou
Much
Thee
Beatrice
Sweet
Benedick
Stay
Wouldst
Called
Fare

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