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Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,
But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

And from th’ Antarctic Pole eastward behold
As much more land, which never was descried,
Wherein are rocks of pearl that shine as bright
As all the lamps that beautify the sky;
And shall I die, and this unconquerèd?
Christopher Marlowe, Tamburlaine the Great Part II

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