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For he being dead, with him is beauty slain,
And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again.
— Venus and Adonis
KEYWORD: griefs
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To bear with patience
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My Dionyza, shall we rest us here,
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That were to blow at fire in hope to quench it;
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Know that our griefs are risen to the top,
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Your griefs! for what? wrong not your prince you love. |
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Report thy parentage. I think thou said'st
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