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Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Nights Dream
Or music heard so deeply That it is not heard at all, but you are the music While the music lasts. T S Eliot, Four Quartets
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The sight of London to my exiled eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul. Christopher Marlowe, Edward II
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And indeed there will be time to wonder, 'Do I dare?', and 'Do I dare? T.S. Eliot.
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