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Act I, Scene 53

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  • Shakespeare. What is your substance, whereof are you made,
    That millions of strange shadows on you tend? 730
    Since every one hath, every one, one shade,
    And you, but one, can every shadow lend.
    Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
    Is poorly imitated after you;
    On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, 735
    And you in Grecian tires are painted new:
    Speak of the spring and foison of the year;
    The one doth shadow of your beauty show,
    The other as your bounty doth appear;
    And you in every blessed shape we know. 740
    In all external grace you have some part,
    But you like none, none you, for constant heart.

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