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O, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest,
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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One half of me is yours, the other half is yours,
Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours.
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
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The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
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My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet