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Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever!
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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O, let me kiss that hand! KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first it smells of mortality.
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