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Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue.

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
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William Shakspere
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