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Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
William Shakespeare, The Tempest
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For whilst I live, here lives my soul's sole hope,
And when I die, here shall my spirit walk.
---Christopher Marlowe, The Jew of Malta
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Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
William Shakespeare, The Tempest
For whilst I live, here lives my soul's sole hope,
And when I die, here shall my spirit walk.
---Christopher Marlowe, The Jew of Malta
As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.
William Shakespeare, King Lear