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Who is it that can tell me who I am? William Shakespeare, King Lear
Leaves, lines, and rhymes, seek her to please alone, Whom if ye please, I care for other none. Edmund Spenser, Amoretti
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I am Envy...I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned. Christopher Marlowe
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For louers heauen must passe by sorrowes hell. Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene
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I must be gone and live, or stay and die. William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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All this world's glory seemeth vain to me, And all their shows but shadows, saving she. Edmund Spenser, Amoretti
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You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, when occasion serves. Christopher Marlowe
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Huge sea of sorrow, and tempestuous griefe, Wherein my feeble barke is tossed long, Far from the hoped hauen of reliefe, Why doe thy cruel billowes beat so strong, And thy moyst mountaines each on others throng, Threatening to swallow vp my fearfull lyfe? Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene
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