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I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'.

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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The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
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