Last Updated:2022/12/24

In sooth, I know not why I am so sad. It wearies me; you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn; And such a wantwit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.

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