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I am a great eater of beef, and I believe that does harm to my wit.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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What thing, in honor, had my father lost, That need to be revived and breathed in me?
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O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults, looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!
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There is no creature loves me And if I die, no soul will pity me.
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