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Rumor is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures.
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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They do not abuse the king that flatter him. For flattery is the bellows blows up sin The thing the which is flattered, but a spark To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing.
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So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
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Bad is the trade that must play fool to sorrow, Ang'ring itself and others.
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I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
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Pray, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.
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Death where is thy sting? Love, where is thy glory?
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Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice.
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So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
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