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Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
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play
Confidence:
0.85
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2026-07-04
Hash:
afdf1db79807cff7ae2a3bde74e620dc56dd72cb56992f80e8cd74ed1063a4e2
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Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 9th ed. (Little, Brown, 1905), public domain

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