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and these external manner of laments are merely shadows of the unseen grief that swells with silence in the tortur’d soul.
Richard II
My grief lies all within
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and these external manner of laments are merely shadows of the unseen grief that swells with silence in the tortur'd soul.
William Shakespeare
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