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If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.

      — Twelfth Night, Act III Scene 4

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Richard II
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It may be so; but yet my inward soul
Persuades me it is otherwise: howe'er it be,
I cannot but be sad; so heavy sad
As, though on thinking on no thought I think,
Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink.

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