Good frend for Jesus sake forbeare To digg the dust encloased heare Blese be the man that spares these stones And curst be he that moves my bones - William Shakespeare

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Good frend for Jesus sake forbeare
To digg the dust encloased heare
Blese be the man that spares these stones
And curst be he that moves my bones

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About William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (26 April 1564 (baptised) – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist.

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Also Known As: The Bard of Avon
Alternative Names: The Bard Swan of Avon Bard of Avon Shakespeare William Shakspere Shakespere Shakespear Shakspeare Shackspeare Shakspere William Shakspeare William Shake‐speare William Shak‐ſpeare William Shake-speare William Shak-ſpeare

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But man, proud man,
Dress'd in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd — His glassy essence — like an angry ape
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As makes the angels weep; who, with our spleens,
Would all themselves laugh mortal.

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself for
you and dote upon the exchange.

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Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe:
Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.
March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell;
If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.

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