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From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain, and nourish all the world.
— Love's Labour's Lost, Act IV Scene 3
KEYWORD: ripe
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A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' th' forest,
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I'll graff it with you, and then I shall graff it with a
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If that an eye may profit by a tongue,
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A ripe age. Is thy name William? |