"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion Our worser genius can, shall never melt Mine honour into lust, to take away The edge of that day's celebration, When I shall think or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd Or Night kept chain'd below."
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Source: William Shakespeare, Charles Symmons (1844). “The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: From the Text of the Corrected Copies of Steevens and Malone : with a Life of the Poet”, p.13
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