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Act I, Scene 45

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  • Shakespeare. The other two, slight air and purging fire,
    Are both with thee, wherever I abide;
    The first my thought, the other my desire,
    These present-absent with swift motion slide. 620
    For when these quicker elements are gone
    In tender embassy of love to thee,
    My life, being made of four, with two alone
    Sinks down to death, oppress'd with melancholy;
    Until life's composition be recured 625
    By those swift messengers return'd from thee,
    Who even but now come back again, assured
    Of thy fair health, recounting it to me:
    This told, I joy; but then no longer glad,
    I send them back again and straight grow sad. 630

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