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Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
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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
Shakespear
Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
Variety
Infinite
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Cannot
Wither
Stale
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Customs
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For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.
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But most it is presumption in us when the help of heaven we count the act of men.
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A time, methinks, too short To make a world-without-end bargain in.
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Angels and ministers of grace defend us.
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Who wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure.
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I would fain die a dry death.
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Why should you think that I should woo in scorn? Scorn and derision never come in tears: Look, when I vow, I weep and vows so born, In their nativity all truth appears. How can these things in me seem scorn to you, Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?
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God mark thee to His grace! Thou was the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. And might I live to see thee married once, I have my wish.
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Withal I did infer your lineaments, Being the right idea of your father, Both in your form and nobleness of mind Laid open all your victories in Scotland, Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace, Your bounty, virtue, fair humility Indeed, left nothing fitting for your purpose Untouch'd or slightly handled in discourse.
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When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.
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Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears Moist it again, and frame some feeling line That may discover such integrity.
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