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Press not a falling man too far 'tis virtue: His faults lie open to the laws let them, Not you, correct him.
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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