O, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest,
and shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
from this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, o you
the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
a dateless bargain to engrossing death! ~ True fans know ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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