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Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.

William Shakespeare

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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
Playwright
Poet
Stage Actor
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
Thing
Dwelling
Mortal
Mortals
Dull
Excellence
Sing
Silvia
Upon
Excelling
Earth
Excels

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