Death that hath suckd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
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The native hue of resolution is sicklied oer with the pale cast of thought and enterprises of great pitch and moment With this regard their currents turn awry and lose the name of action.
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When we our betters see bearing our woes
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.
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