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In dreams begin responsibilities.
----William Butler Yeats
Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself for
you and dote upon the exchange.
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
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I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.
William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing
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And therefore, — since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days, —
I am determined to prove a villain,
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
William Shakespeare, Richard III
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Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.
---Alfred Tennyson
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So fair and foul a day I have not seen.
William Shakespeare, Macbeth
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I’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell,
To die upon the hand I love so well.
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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And worse I may be yet: the worst is not
So long as we can say 'This is the worst.
William Shakespeare, King Lear
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Is it not certain that the Creator yawns in earthquake and thunder and other popular displays, but toils in rounding the delicate spiral of a shell?
-Yeats, The Trembling of the Veil
William Butler Yeats
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
---Alfred Lord Tennyson
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