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Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it. He died As one that had been studied in his death To throw away the dearest thing he owed As 'twere a careless trifle. [Malcolm re: Cawdor in Macbeth I:4]Shakespeare, William
Oh why is heaven built so far, Oh why is earth set so remote? I cannot reach the nearest star That hangRosetti, Christina