Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time; for from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys: renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Winter's tale. Comedy of errors ... - Page 206 by William Shakespeare - 1850 - 38 pages Full view -
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