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But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit.
— The Merchant of Venice, Act II Scene 6
KEYWORD: twill
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Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire. |
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Thou hast mistaken his letter. Come, lords, away.
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Bon, bon, fort bon, Priscian! a little scratch'd,
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Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day,
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