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Was this the face that launched a thousand ships/And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Christoper Marlowe, The Tragical History of Dr. Faustus

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor -
And this, and so much more? -
T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock and Other Poems

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Hark, how the cheerful birds do chaunt their lays, and carol of love's praise.
Edmund Spenser

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Do I dare Disturb the universe?
T. S. Eliot, The Wasteland, Prufrock and Other Poems

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