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I'll forbear And am fallen out with my more headier will To take the indisposed and sickly fit For the sound man.
William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
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That is honor's scorn Which challenges itself as honor's born And is not like the sire. Honors thrive When rather from our acts we them derive Than our foregoers.
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