 I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the...  The Works of William Shakespeare - Page 506by William Shakespeare - 1857Full view - About this book
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...hexadecimal: Of, relating to, or based on the number 16. octal: Of, relating to, or based on the number 8. I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost...canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul... | |
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