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 It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or...  The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: King Lear. Romeo and Juliet ... - Page 208 by William Shakespeare - 1851 - 38 pages Full view -
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