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The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of death.
— Measure for Measure, Act III Scene 1
KEYWORD: sing
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That I might sing it, madam, to a tune.
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As little by such toys as may be possible.
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Ay, and melodious were it, would you sing it. |
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Keep tune there still, so you will sing it out:
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Ay: but, peace! let's hear 'em.
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