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Every thing that grows / Holds in perfection but a little moment.
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
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
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Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
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Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so.
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Good reasons must of force give place to better.
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Heaven - the treasury of everlasting life.
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Those that do teach young babes Do it with gentle means and easy tasks.
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We were not born to sue, but to command.
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Tush! Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate Talkers are no good doers: be assured We come to use our hands and not our tongues.
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How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
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Before thee stands this fair Hesperides, With golden fruit, but dangerous to be touched For death-like dragons here affright thee hard.
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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
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God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.
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To be in love- where scorn is bought with groans, Coy looks with heart-sore sighs, one fading moment's mirth With twenty watchful, weary, tedious nights If haply won, perhaps a hapless gain If lost, why then a grievous labour won However, but a folly bought with wit, Or else a wit by folly vanquished.
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Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye.
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Come now, what masques, what dances shall we have To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and bedtime?
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