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Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.

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
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The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
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William Shake‐ſpeare
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