"The Eyes are the window to your soul"
"Sir, the year growing ancient, Not yet on summer's death nor on the birth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o' th' season Are our carnations and streaked gillyvors, Which some call nature's bastards."
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Source: William Shakespeare (2016). “The New Oxford Shakespeare: The Complete Works”, p.2941, Oxford University Press
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