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Wonderful Shadows
 
William Shakespeare
Sonnet No 53
 
 
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on your tend?
 
Since every one hath, every one, one shade,
And you, but one, can every shadow lend.
 
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit,
Is poorly imitated after you;
 
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian tires are painted new:
 
 
 
 
Speak of the spring, and foison of the year;
The one doth shadow of your beauty show,
 
The other as your bounty doth appear;
And you in every blessed shape we know.
In all external grace you have some part,
But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
 
 

 
A Man of No Music
William Shakespeare
The Merchant of Venice, Act V, sence I
 
 
 
The man that hath no music in himself
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils;
 
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
And his affections dark as Erebus;
Let no such man be trusted.
 
 
 

 

 

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