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Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime.

      — Sonnet III

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KEYWORD: pain

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Hamlet
[V, 2]

Hamlet

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As th'art a man,
Give me the cup. Let go! By heaven, I'll ha't.
O good Horatio, what a wounded name
(Things standing thus unknown) shall live behind me!
If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart,
Absent thee from felicity awhile,
And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain,
To tell my story. [March afar off, and shot within.]
What warlike noise is this?

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