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Shakespeare, 22nd September


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Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows, Which shows like grief itself, but is not so; For sorrow’s eye, glazed with blinding tears, Divides one thing entire to many objects; Like perspectives, which rightly gazed upon Shows nothing but confusion, eyed awry Distinguish form. King Richard II., Act ii., Sc. 2.

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Shakespeare, 20th September


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All souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the ‘vantage best have took, Found out the remedy. Measure for Measure, Act ii., Sc. 2. I have forgiven and forgotten all. All’s Well that Ends Well, Act v., Sc. 3.

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Shakespeare, 19th September


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Sleep that knits up the ravell’d sleave of care, The death of each day’s life, sore labour’s bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course, Chief nourisher in life’s feast. Macbeth, Act ii., Sc. 2. How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man’s eyes. As You Like It, Act

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Shakespeare, 18th September


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              Modest doubt is called The beacon of the wise. Troilus and Cressida, Act ii., Sc. 2. For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. Sonnet XCIV

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