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Breaker

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Fair is foul, and foul is fair

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Hey you are here

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Thought I was all alone

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When shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done,
When the battle 's lost and won

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I have no spur to ***** the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself, and falls on the other

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Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them

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Hey there fan

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We are such stuff as dreams are made on, rounded with a little sleep

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Hello there Pok

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what's the number count?

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Oh well

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The course of true love never did run smooth

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These words are razors to my wounded heart

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[pokusko]

The count looks grim.

[pokusko]

We are not posting as fast as expected.

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EVEN as the sun with purple-colour'd face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheek'd Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he lov'd, but love he laugh'd to scorn;
Sick-thoughted Venus makes amain unto him,
And like a bold-fac'd suitor 'gins to woo him.
'Thrice fairer than myself,' thus she began,
'The field's chief flower, sweet above compare,
Stain to all nymphs, more lovely than a man,
More white and red than doves or roses are;
Nature that made thee, with herself at strife,
Saith that the world hath ending with thy life.
'Vouchsafe, thou wonder, to alight thy steed,
And rein his proud head to the saddle-bow;
If thou wilt deign this favour, for thy meed
A thousand honey secrets shalt thou know

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We are not posting as fast as expected.

We will get there a little at a time

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Here come and sit, where never serpent hisses;
And being set, I'll smother thee with kisses:
'And yet not cloy thy lips with loath'd satiety,
But rather famish them amid their plenty,
Making them red and pale with fresh variety;
Ten kisses short as one, one long as twenty:
A summer's day will seem an hour but short,
Being wasted in such time-beguiling sport.'
With this she seizeth on his sweating palm,
The precedent of pith and livelihood,

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Speak, fair; but speak fair words, or else be
mute:

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O learn to love; the lesson is but plain,
And once made perfect, never lost again.'
'I know not love quoth he, 'nor will not know it,
Unless it be a boar, and then I chase it;
'Tis much to borrow, and I will not owe it;
My love to love is love but to disgrace it;
For I have heard it is a life in death,
That laughs and weeps, and all but with A
breath.

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Love comforteth like sunshine after rain,
But Lust's effect is tempest after sun;
Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain,
Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done.
Love surfeits not. Lust like a glutton dies;
Love is all truth. Lust full of forged lies.
'More I could tell, but more I dare not say;
The text is old, the orator too green.
Therefore, in sadness, now I will away;

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