Cleopatra: Bud bid farewell, and go: when you su'd staying
Then was the time for words; no going then:
Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows bent; none of our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven; they are so still,
Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.
Act I, Scene 3
Then was the time for words; no going then:
Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows bent; none of our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven; they are so still,
Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world,
Art turn'd the greatest liar.
Act I, Scene 3
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