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Nature's tears are reason's merriment.
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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William Shakspere
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William Shake‐ſpeare
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I had rather chop this hand off at a blow, And with the other fling it at thy face.
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The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand.
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