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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.
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
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William Shakspere
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