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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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William Shake‐ſpeare
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Through tattered clothes, small vices do appear. Robes and furred gowns hide all.
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Faults that are rich are fair.
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Who soars too near the sun, with golden wings, melts them.
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The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits.
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One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.
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Do not give dalliance too much rein the strongest oaths are straw to the fire in the blood.
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I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways.
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Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.
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