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William Shakespeare

Take, O Take Those Lips Away

TAKE, O take those lips away,
   That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
   Lights that do mislead the morn!
But my kisses bring again,
   Bring again;
Seals of love, but seal’d in vain,
   Seal’d in vain!

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