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The big round tears
Coursed one another down his innocent nose
In piteous chase.
— As You Like It, Act II Scene 1
KEYWORD: black
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By heaven, thy love is black as ebony. |
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Is ebony like her? O wood divine!
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O paradox! Black is the badge of hell,
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Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light.
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To look like her are chimney-sweepers black. |
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At the twelvemonth's end
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