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Rich Gifts Wax Poor When Givers Prove Unkind.

Speak Me Fair In Death.

How Ill White Hairs Become A Fool And Jester!

A Very Little Thief Of Occasion Will Rob You Of A Great Deal Of Patience.

And To Be Merry Best Becomes You; For, Out Of Question, You Were Born In A Merry Hour. Beatrice No, Sure, My Lord, My Mother Cried; But Then There Was A Star Danced, And Under That Was I Born.