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My love admits no qualifying dross
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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The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
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William Shake‐ſpeare
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All is well ended if this suit be won. That you express content which we will pay, With strife to please you, day exceeding day.
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Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but ay, And that bare vowel ay shall poison more Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. I am not I,if there be such an ay, Or those eyes shut,that make thee answer ay: If he be slain say ay,or if not,no: Brief sounds,determine of my weal or woe.
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Heaven is above all yet there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.
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In thy youth wast as true a lover, As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow
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